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STl^DENTS OF SALAMANCA; 

A COMEDY, 



IN FIVE ACTS. 



BY ROBERT FRANCIS JAMESON, ESQ- 

Of the Imier Temple. 



Barr'd from delight by fate's untimely hand. 
By nrealthles3 lot or pitiless command ; 
Or doom'd to gaze on beauties that adorn 
The smile of triumph, or the frown of scorn; 
While memory watches o'er the sad review 
Of joys that faded like the morning dew; 
Peace may depart, and life and nature seem 
S barren path, a wildness, and a dream. 

Pleasures of Hope, 



NEW-YORK : 

PUBLISHED BY D. LONGWORTff, 

At the Dramatic Repository, 
Shakspeare-GaUety* 






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Hard is his task who nndtrlakes to please 1 
Pavf;-/ ' to ious(\ yiid temper to appease — 
WitI) ciiymic powrr dissolve eacli varieatone, 
An<! melt a thoiisand hnmors into on»> ! i 

Each has a taste — a pn^juiiice to lull, 
Some gay, some prrave — some witty, and some dull I 
How tiieii Oiin poets ever hope to please 
At r.tice such adverse sentiments as these ? 
" By pamtbig nature"''— i^^ the ciy around. 
But, let mo ask — rckere's nature to he found ? 
Closf-veil'd with art no teatnieshe discloses, 
Mrn's characters are stucf'a?d, like their houses. 
So (klicately uico, so vigiil j^rcwn, 
'n this purr age no naked hearts are shown. 
The forest race of man, whicli lived of yore, 
t?ef laim'd from nature, iiow is seen no more ; 
irt's livery o'er all a samf ness throws, 
\ud ch=.racter in class, liot persnji, flows, 
"hoald ^vo try fiction, rule on rule is brought, 
-TO prune the wild exuberance of tnought : 
Eacli [difs thy shears, to shape the quickest war^te^ 
And, like a rural cit, conceives it taste. 

O'er fancy's wiKIs -ill claim a right to sway, 
And, as the hujnor leads, mark out a way. 
The t'ee of knowledge ev«iry critic clips, 
Atuj propagates new saplings with the slips. 
Ranged into gro\ es, an avenue they frame, 
And point it as the surest road to fome. 
Some on this measured railway move and find 
Unletter'd genius leaves them far behind. 
Boldly he urges on — flics o'er each mound. 
And clears the critic hedges at a bound. 
Yet, as he flies, hark to the hue and cry — 
A felon by the laws of 'poetry ! 

To night otir bard — but no, f Avill not sue — 
You're english judges, and will Judge bim true. 
Nor more I'll say, to temper yoi'r decrees, 
Than that jiis task is hard, who tries to please. 



BRAMATIS PERSONiEi 





COVENT-GARDEN. 


NEW- YORK. 


©on Caspar, 


Mr. Blanchard 


3Ir. Green 


Don Alonzo, 


— Abbot 


— Pritchard 


Don Christoval, 


— Jones 


— Simpson 


Don Daphnis, 


— Faivcett 


— Hilson 


Miguel, 


— Matthews 


— Darley 


Geronimo, 


— Simmons 


— Yates 


First Watch, 


— Atkins 


— Charnock 


Aminta, 


Mrs. H. Johnston Mrs. Darleji 


Angelica, 


Miss Cooke 


— Stanley 


Fertilla, 


Mrs. C. Kemble 


— Claude 



Servants, watchmen, &c.— ^Scene — Salamanca. 



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A C T I. 



soEXE.i— a street. 
enter don alonzo and pert ill a, meeting. 

Don Alon. What, Ptitilla ! 

Per. Ha I doii Alor.zo ! is it you ? well met, sir, I 
was just jToing to pay yon a visit. 

Don Alon. And I lioveriug on t!ic watch for you« 
How does my Angelica ? 

Per. Like a chiUl, sir, who cries to have the sun for a 
plaything, which the nurse won't let it have, because 
twould burn its fingers, so offers it a rattle insteaii. I 
know you lovers like similes, so I made that on purpose 
for you. My mistress is the child,, j'pu aie the sun, my 
ol.j master the nui-se, and, to finish my metaphor, your ri- 
val the count is the rattle. 

Don Alon. Is he arrived — is the count aiTived ? 

Per. iVo, sir, but he is expected to-night, and it is said 
the marriage is to take place directly. You know my 
master doa Caspar pretty well, I believe, sir, an old rus- 
ty weathercock, who will neither be moved by zepljyrs 
or storms. The count was brought up under his care, 
and has always been designed for donna Angelica, but, 
poor thing ! she has a natural antipathy to him — they 
were always looked on as good as manied. 

Don Alon. Though I hold the floiver, an adverse gale 
bears away its perfume. Oh, fortime, fortune ! I never 
wished for thy gifts till now ; yet, were I possessed of 
thy most liberal lavors, I would barter them away for my 
4jJS^iica, and think I had more tjbun their equivalent ' 
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Per. Ah ! she is indeed a sweet young lady. Poor 
dear creature ! I'm sure, sir, you will be pleased to hear 
tshe is dreadfully distrest. 

Don Alon. My mislortunes carry a balm with them, 
since they call. forth her afiiection. In the gloona of sor- 
row, it is pleasing to catch a glimpse of heaven, even 
though the light that shows it be the flash of a storm. But 
it is ungenerous in me thus to leave her. I must end it 
at once ; the crisis -is now arrived, and our union must 
^ be declared. 

Per. Excuse me, sir ; love, they say, is blind ; at least 
lovers are so dazzled by the lustre of their mistresses, 
they cannot see other objects distinctly. Suppose now 
you go to don Gaspar, and declare your marriage — what 
do you think he'll do — give you a blessing and a portion ? 
no, sir, his pride and his passion will have a swelling 
match till they both burst. Donna Angelica is under age 
— he'll get you divorced, turn her into a convent, and 
you out of doors. I put the matter in the best light. 
Tis ten to one, but in his fury he runs you through the 
body, blows out his daughter's brains, and hangs himsell". 
Don Alon. What, in the name of heaven, can I do ! 
I fondly iravigined when I gained the hand of my An- 
gelica, that I had attained complete felicity ; but even 
the stealth of happiness makes me feel criminal — I trem- 
ble at every voice, and shrink from every eye. Yes, 
guilty I well may feel. I have torn an amiable girl from 
the bosom of affluence and a father. We have been too 
rash, Pertilla — we have been too rash. 

Per. Will you allow me to advise you, sir ? 
Don Alon. I will listen to any thing, or any one. A 
drowning man will catch at a straw. 

Per. Sir your humble — you have really an exquisite 
turn for compliment. Why look ye, don Alonzo, you 
have been married now nearly three months, and have 
frequently without detection had meetings with your 
mistress — your wife I mean — but really though you are 
married, I can't help looking on you as lovers. Our rope- 
Jadder is almost worn out, but it will serve once more to 
let you in ^t the window. Come to-night, at the usual 
hour, thiow up the usual signal pebble, I shall be read? 



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at niy post, and donna Angelica and you can then settle 
mattrrs between you. 

Don Alon. You say right, Pertilla, I should do noth- 
ing witliout my Angelica's concmrence. 

Per. Well, then we shall see you. 1 only wish you 
were as sure of don Gaspar, as you are of my mistress. 
Hang these old fellows ! they must always be busy — 
meddling with matters they have nothing to do with. I 
can't see what business a man after fifty has with his head 
unshaved and out of a cloister. [exit 

Don Alon. I am distracted with doubts and difficul- 
ties ! something must be done without delay. If I had 
but a friend to confide in ; — Christoval has so much lev- 
ity, yet I believe him sincerely my friend. He has fre- 
quently of late noticed with concern the seriousness of my 
air. 1 think I may trust him — I'll go and — 

enter don christoval, hastily. 

Don Chr. Here ! holla ! hark'e ! my dear fellow ! 

Don Alon. Ha ! Christoval are you here ? 

Don Chr. Zounds! I'm quite out of breath — I've had 
such a devil of a run after her. 

Don Alon. After whom, pray ? 

Don Chr. That's what I want to know. Can you tell 
I me whose house that is ? (pointing out) 

Don Alon. Wliat, that ? 

Don Chr. Ay ! the one that queer little fellow yon- 
|der, who is taking a pinch ofsnufFJust now, is standing 
at. 

Don Alon. f aside J Tis don Caspar's ! what can he — 

Don Chr. You dont know? I'll just step and — 

Don Alon. But Christoval ! 

Don Chr. Well. 

Don Alon. Do you mean that house ? 

Don Chr. That house ! — ay ! 

Don Alon. And pray what do want with the house ? 

Don Chr. Notliing, ray dear fellow, nothing — only 
one of its tenants. But I'm wrong in calling it di house 
— tis a temple — lor tliere dwells a divinity ! 

Don Alon. Ha ! 

Don Chr. You must know, the other day, as I wam 



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lounging along the Alameda, thinking of some foolish- 
thing or other — something about myself, f belie re-r-my 
attention was suddenly arrested by one of the prettiest 
little feet imaginable sticking out beyond a tree. 1 
stept on, and found it belonged to an exquisitely turned 
ancle. The next step gave me a side-view of a delicate 
figure leaning on a seat ; captivated by this, I strided on, 
and came full in sight of a lady in so confounded thick a 
veil, there was no seeing through it. 

Don Alon. (aside) Gould this be her ! 

Don Chr. Turning her head suddenly, a lock of hair 
fell over her shoulders, and intbrraed me its mistress wore 
auburn tresses. 

Don Alon. (aside) Yes^ yes, it was her ! 

Don Chr. Now argning logically, I inferred that to 
suit it she must certainly have a fair skin, and from these 
premises, neat feet, well-turned ancles, a fine figure, au- 
burn hair, and a good skin, I immeuiately concluded she 
niiist be a devilish fine woman. As the astronomers 
obs('rve heavenly bodies Jjave a peculiar attraction, so 
egad, conformably to the laws of nature, I made up t(* 
her. 

Don Alon. You did ? 

Don Chr. Ay, sir. But see the uncertainty of human 
dfF:iirs ! at that moment fate caine in a yellow chariot, 
and can'ied her off, beibre I cor, id so much as say — " ce- 
lestial creature, whereabouts do you put up on earth ?'* 

Don Alon. So then you — 

Don Chr. Prithee have patience. The next day, 
fitrolling down the Alameda as usual, i found myself un- 
eonscio'.isly led to tlie same spot, and egad — there she 
was dgain ! 

Don Alon. Ha ! again ! 

Don Chr. You may be sure I made good use of my 
time and tongue. The dr^ar creature was by no means 
adverse — gay as a lark, and tender as a dove- — ia shorty 
she made me completely happy. , 

Don -^/on. Zounds ! what do you mean ? 

Don Chr. She put up her veil — and luider it I discov- 
tred such .• ^aest of graces ! but to describe her face, one 
would need a stock oi stars, djaflaoadg, roses, lilies, peach? 



Act 1] SALAMANCA 9 

es, gossamer and ivory, that would creat^ quite a scarci- 
ty in the poetical world. In short, sir, snch an angelic 
creature I never saw, and, as I like plain dealing, I told 
her so. But the gipsy was cautious — not a hint of her 
name and residence. I almost think she's married, for 
she seemed fearful of being noticed, and, on seeing some 
one approaching, begged me to leave her, which, after a 
promise of another meeting, 1 did. 

Don Alon. And you have met, of coui-se ? 
^Don Chr. Alack-a-day, sir, no. Day after day have 
I lingered in suspense. I have carried a billet doux rea- 
dy written in my pocket, in case I should see her by 
cliance, or find out her residence ; but all to no purpose 
— till just now I met my old friend, the yellow carriage, 
rattling along— sharp was tlie word — away I scamper- 
ed, and, after puffing and blowing through half the streets 
of Salamanca, saw my f lir unknown set down at yonder 
house. % 

Don Alon. (aside) There is a levity in this conduct 
that confounds me. 

Don Chr. It seems a good house. You dont know who 
it belongs to ? 

Don Alon. Yes, it belongs to a rich peruvian, don 
Caspar de Souza, and it is his only daughter, donna An- 
gelica, you have seen. 

Don Chr. (takes out a -pencil and letter, g,nd writes) 
" Donna Angelica de Souza." 

Don Alon. (aside) I'll let him write, and find how 
she takes it. She certainly must have been guilty of 
great levity to have given him such encouragement. 

Don Chr. Thank'e, ray dear boy. Wlrat, you know 
her, do you ? 

Don Alon. (aside) I'm not in a humor for his rattling. 
Good day to you, don Christoval. [ex^it 

Don Chr. What tlie devil's the matter with him '? he 
seems discomposed, yet he can't dislike thisattairof 
mine, for he told me my fair one's name. Ay ! ay ! 
your grave geniusses are generally sly dogs ; like north- 
ern volcanoes — frost on the tace, fire in the heart. I'll 
engage he knows the adch-ess of all the pretty faces in 
tSalaiuanca. 



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enter miguel. 

Mig. f speaking as he enters) Can't you look before 
you ? blundering ttbont, and knocking ag-iinst people 
— oh ! lord ! sir, I beg your pardon, 1 didn't see yon. 

Don Ckr. The way of the world — your precept goes 
one way, and your practice another. You come apprO' 
pos though, I was just wanting you. 

Mig. At your honor's service. 

Don Chr. Do you know any of don Caspar de Sonza's 
family '! 

Mig. Hum ! I once kept company with the cook — 
not that I was ever in the house, for I carried on a se- 
cret correspondence on the back of the butcher s tallies. 

Don Chr. Then you can manage to get tliis letter 
convey e<! into the house. 

Mig. Alas ! sir, the poor thing has been served up 
to heaven some time. I havp a sort of how-i^ye-dp 
acquaintance with the old brtler, senior Geronimo — 
hey I talk oi the devil — there he is waddling along thiji 
way. 

Don Chr. Here then take this letter — I want it dis- 
creetly delivered — discreetly — you understand me. If 
he agrees to do it, he shall not want reward, nor you ei- 
ther. 

Mig. Oh ! sir, my humble abilities, natural and ac- 
quired are entirely at your honor's disposal. 

Don Chr. I leave it to your management. [exit 

Mig. Ah ! these young fellows, whose heads are filled 
with love and burgundy, have no ideas beyond their mis- 
tress or tlieir bottle. What would they do without their 
unfortunate friends, we valets ? we are the life and sou! of 
an intrigue — your lover is a mere machine. L^t me see 
— tis now about eight years since I first entered on the 
right honorable office of a college valet, and in that time, 
in which I have descended like an heir-loom from stu- 
dent to student, and lea)\it as much latin and logic as all 
niy masters pnt together, I have conducted about a hun- 
dred an.i fifty intrigues, disposed of a dozen heiresses, 
and laid thip foundation of forty divorces. And here I 
am in a lively suit ! ah ! that jade fortune — well, we all 



Act I] SALAMANCA 13 

kiio^v- she's blind, Seueca observes very justly when he 

says — 

enter oeronimo. 

—ah ! what, senor Gcronimo, is it you ? I hope I liavc 
:lie honor of seeing yon well. Tis such a devil of a tiniB 
;;iuce I've had the pleasure of setting eyes on you, I al- 
nost thought you had gone to heaven, but I'm extremely 
;lad, my old friend, to find you're not there. 

Ger. Thauk'e, senor Miguel, thank'e for your good 
rishes. 

Mig. Well, and how wags tiie world with you — eh, 
omme ? 

Ger. Pray, senor, dont swear so. 

Mig. f aside J To see the ignorance of these commoti 
eople ! 

Ger. I can't abide swearing, tis a sad wicked habit. I 

onder a man of your sense, senor 3Iis:uel, should fall 
ito it. 

Mig. Oh ! senor, yon mistake — it was a quotation from 
leclassics. (aside Juahrewu old felow though — good natu- 

1 capacity and a man oiobservr. tion — oh ! by the by, se- 

)v Geronimo, I have a little busines to transact with you. 

Ger. Business senor ? 

Mig. Ay ! a little love traffic. You must know my 

aster, don Christoval d'Olvredo, has fallen in love with 

)ur young mistress. 

Ger. Indeed ! 

Mig. Ecce signum— here it is under his hand. He's 

rich young fellow, you a shrewd old one— so here, take 

' Mtor and dtbit him for the postage. 

(Jcr. Why, how the deuce could he fall in love with 

Y mistress ? 

Mig. What a simple question ! would you ask a man 

'^ reas n of his b( ing a fool ? 

Ger. Truly tis none oi" my business—but I cant com- 

ehend where he can have seen her. 

Mig. That's none of your business either. Perhaps 

has only ':i?-^ri\ of her, and fallen in love through fancy. 

s dwisliij: n a great virtuoso in the fr-nu^'e way. 1 have 

owu him in love witJi a dimpled cheek one day, which 



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has been displaced the next by a taper arm, and that in 
turn kicked out by a pretty foot. 

Ger. Hum ! pray, senor, what does don Christoval do 
here in Salamanca ? 

3Hg. His principal occupations are — eating, drinking, 
sleeping, lounging, and intriguing. 

Ger. Ah ! in other words, a student at the university ! 
Mig. Yes, student is the name young ielJows at an uni- 
versity go by. 

Ger. Does he come of a good family ? 
Mig. Superexcellent. He can count you no less 
than ten saints, fifty monks, as many nuns, one pope, two 
cardinals, and a hermit. 
Ger. Ay, ay ! but his fortune, senor, his fortune ? 
Mig. Old king Crcesus was a beggar to him ! he couKI 
buy half the synagogues in Christendom ; bless you, his 
father was a contractor ! 

Ger. You may give me the letter, senor. I'll see what 
can be done ibr him. 

Mig. If you'll do for him, he'll do for you. I have! 
executed my embassy, and must now be allowed to kisst 
your hand. Senor Geronimo, may the gods and goddes-l 
ses have you in their holy keeping. I am with the highesdj 
consideration, your most obedient very humble servant. 

[exit 
Ger. Your servant, senor. Ha, ha, ha ! what a politic 
old dog am I ! thanks to st. Jago, I have a head. While 
half the young fellows in Salamanca are sighing and dy- 
ing for my mistress, writing letters and receiving an- 
swers, she knows not a syllable of the matter. I am like 
the priest under the petticoat, and work the miracle.! 
Let's see what our new spark has to say for himself (ojpe/w 
the letter) ha ! " racks !" " torments !" " raptures !" ay, 
ay, the usual stuff—** slight view of your charms" — hey ! 
** another meeting !" — hum ! a thought strikes me — ^this 
is the richest of all my customers — let me see 

enter pertilla. 

Per. Hey-day, father of mine — what are you ruminate 

ing on so profoundly ? \ 

Ger. rertilla, is it you ? you are the very one I wanteds 



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Per. The old business, I suppose ? 

Ger. Not very old, only born a lew minutes ago. 

Per. Sir, I must beg to be excused. 

Ger. How, jade, how ! what lo you mean? 

Pei\ Why, look'e, sir, I begin to think we have gone 
on long enough ; let us retreat while we can do it salie- 
ly. Tis now some months since first you persuaded me to 
personate donna Angelica in your plots, to show myself 
veiled at a window, and kiss my hand to the inamorato 
below ; to walk by moon-light in the garden, as if waiting 
an assignation, while, by wtll-tlRjcd surprises you scared 
the expecting spark away belorc be could discover the 
deception. I begin to have compunctions of conscience ; 
for, though cheating is fair eiiotrgh in love dealings, and 
a mistress is allowed, by established rules, to use her 
swains like dogs, yet, as i am not in love with the poor 
devils you delude, I dont tiiink it right to nsG Ihem so 
barbarously. 

Otr. Hark'e, jade, I give you your choice — will you be 
a poor chambermaid all your days, trudging to mass in 
?€Cond-han<i finery and pattens, whose only hope will be 
to captivate some legacied footman, who will stick like 
\ burr to you all your life ; or will you be a fine lady roll- 
jig in a fine chariot, and married to a fine gentleman, who 
will treat you with so much politeness, that he will leave 
Yon intirely to yourself? 

Per. My dear sir, if you have any good news to tell, 
Dut with it plump — never mind my feeUngs. 

Ger. But your conscience. 

Per. Oh ! sir I am fully persuaded obedience to a pa- 
rent is the first of all duties. 

Ger. Oh ! you do — then read this, (gives the letter]-^ 
aside J The jade will never come into the scheme, unless 
soften matters. 

Per. Pshaw ! common-place rant ! what is ail tliis to 
ne ? , - 

Ger. Why yon silly thing, the letter is to you. 

Per. To me ! pray wipe your spectacles, and look at 
he direction again, sir. 

Ger. Do you look at it again — dont you see it is pen- 
1*1 led ? it is not five minutes ago since a gentleman came 
B 



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up to me, and asked me if I didn't live at don Gaspar de 
Souza's. " Ay ! marry do I," says I. " Pray," says 
he, " is there e'er a young lady in the house of tlie mid- 
dle size, rather jolly ?'* and so he went on lor half an hour, 
describing you to a hair. 

Per. Bless me ! 

Gcr. Thinks I to myself, something may come of 
this ; so says I — lord forgive me for fibbing — it was all 
for you, you jadr — " seuor," says I, " you have drawn 
the very picture of my young mistress, donna Angelica." 
With that he whips out a letter, a pistole, and a pea- 

€il 

Per. Why sure can it be — pray, sir, what sort of a 
looking man nas he ? 

Ger. As if you dont know ? ay, ay ! you're a sly one. 
(aside) I have hit the mark it seems. 

Per. As I hope for a husband, I verily believe it is 
the very gentleman I met at st. Anthony's church last 
Tuesday at vespers. He seemed mightily struck with 
me, and insisted on seeing me home. 

Ger. Your fortune's made, you jade, your fortune'? 
made. 

Per. Pray sir, let me see the letter again. 

Ger. (aside) The very same, by st. Peter — tis all clear. 
I was sure it couldn't be my young misti'ess, for she has 
not stirred out this tbrtnight. 

Per. Really an extr<'mely well expressed letter — I'll 
reau it over again at my leisure. Tlie deuce take it. I 
have prattled away my time, — I forgot I was in a hr»rry. 
I'D talk the affair over with you presently, sir. It would' nt 
be right to throAV away one's Ibitune. 

Ger. You talk like a sensible girl, Fertilla. I'll man- 
age the business; the sooner it is^brought to a conclusion 
tlie better. 

Per. I am quite of your opinion, sir, though I assure 
you 1 would have nothing to do with him if I didn't th^nk 
his intentions were honorable. Bless m^? ! is that a clock 
striking ? what a wretched life one leads in service ! or- 
dered here and ordered there — tis a, slavery witli the best 
mistress. I shall see you again presently, sir, and we'll 
talkit all owr i at present I'm forced to go ;— one's teazel 



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out or one's life with one whim or another — I'm sure I'm 
heaillly sick ol* being driven abont in this vv*y. [exit 
' Ger. Her head is turned aheady. Well, this is beyond 
my hopes — she has hooked a rich fish, and tis now my 
business to haul him on shore. Hey ! here comes anoth- 
er oi" my customers — that old tool aon Daphnis. He's a 
student too — ha ! ha ! they say lie Ibrmerly dangled behind 
•i counter at Coruiuia, and ^vas steady enough till he was 
lu-ned of fifty, when a lunipin2; !*'gacy dropt into his 
pocket and overbalanced him. He's now in the teens of 
his second childhood, and allowina; for t!ie usual extrava- 
gancies iii'ijoung men of his age, 1 have no doubt he will 
Lum out as well as — most of his fellow students. 

e7iier don daphms. 
DonDaph. fsmging) 

' Let no one say that there is need 

C»f tiine for love to grow ; 
Ah ! no ; the love tliat kills indeed, 

Dispatches at a bl" oh ! 

'iu2;h ! this easterly wind twinges one unmereitully. 
iVhat, Geronimo, my old buck — ^hugh ! hugh ! hugh ! well, 
!iiy old boy, how does my little Angelica — hey ? has that 
cicle, licr heart, begun to melt — hey ? no answer from 
her yet — hey ? 

Ger. Your worship 

Don Duph. Eh ! eh ! what do you say ? 

Ger. Your worship must know — 

jDoti Daph. Stop, stop, (co^nes to the other side ofGer^ 
)nim'j — aside) Mydeafsid'^. Please to speak loud, for 
he coaclies make such a rattling. 

Ger. My mistress and I were discoursing this morning 
iboiit your worship. 

Don Daph. What do you say ? your mistress and you 
-vent out a coursing this, morning? 

Ger. My mistress and I were discoursing this morning 
ibout your worship. 

Don Daph. Ay, ay ! 
I Ger. She is afraid to write, because your worship is 
aid to be so wild a gentlemaa. 



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Don Dapk. Ha ! ha ! so then you hinted to her, as I 
directed to ypu, that 1 was a very devil amongst the wo- 
men? 

Ger. I told her your worship was a mahometan in that 
resppct, though a good christiiin in all others. 

Don Dapk. 1 a good christian ! jackanapes — you've 
ruine<i me. What a pitiiul opinion mn-.t she have of my 
spirit. Wiiy she mast tiiink meamerehumiirum. But 
ivhat said my little queen — hey ? 

Gtr. "GtTonimo," said she, " dont tell me any such 
flams, lor Tn sine he's a very wicked old dog." 

Don Daph. Eh"! old dog ? did she say old dog, Ge- 
ronimo ? 

Ger. She called me a wicked old dog, for saying your 
worship was a good christitm. 

Don Daph. Ay, ay ! that was it — ^tbe dear creature ! 
do you think she'll go to vespers to night, Goronimo ? 

Ger. She never goes to vespers, your worship, except 
it be on a saint's day, and then she goes to the nunne* 
ry. 

Don Daph. f aside J It's piain she does not trust this 
old iellow, by his hot knowing! met her at st. Antho- 
ny's. — Well, vveil : but tell her I must have an answer — 
I know she's inclined — tell her I'm a man of honor, Ge- 
ronimo. We rakes play tJie devil with women's hea'ts ; 
at the sight of we mortal jupiters, the little flutterers are 
in raotinn,_and dance fandango's to the sound of our voi- 
ces. Oh ! by the by, Geronimo, does your mistress lay 
in the front or the back of the house ? 

Ger. in front, your worship — but I hope — 

Don Daph. Dont be afraid — I'm oniy going to seren- 
ade her to-night. Here, here — here's a pistole — 

Ger. i humbly thank your worship. 

Do7i Daph. Can you give me change for it ? 

Ger. I have left all my money, please your worship, 
in ray other small clothes. 

Don Daph. Why then you must work it out, by bring- 
ing me an answer to-morrow. Go — go, you old rogue — 
tipple success to Cnpid and don Daphnis. Bless me ! 
there's the college bell^I shall be too late for the lec- 
ture. — * 



Act I] SALAMANCA 17 

" Let no one say that there is need 



or time lor love to' 



— hr.gh ! hugh ! hugh ! [exU 

Ger. Your worship's most — ha ! ha ! an old fool. 

[exit. 

SCENE u — don Gaspar's house. 

enter angelica, mth a book, 

Bonna Ang. What a glooiriy picture does this jiovel- 
ist draw of life, and ibr cr^tortaiiunpnt too ! strange ! that 
when he tells us raisfortune is our common portion, he 
should serve it up tlius as a banqtiet ! I am tired of toil- 
ing up this mountain of misery — (throws away the book) 
— tiie man has made me as melancholy as if tiie destinies 
ol'Iiis heroine were to be mine. 

AM I NT A PCCJ7S hi. 

Donna Jm. Cousin ! cousin Angelica ! 

Donna Ang. Is it yoii, Aminta ? 

Domia y^m.Areyouatyourstudiesstill? maylcoraein? 

Donna Ang. OI pray favor me — I shall be glad to 
see yoii. ' 

Donna Am. (enters J Upon my word, cousin, you treat 
roe sb::mefuHy — I have been nearly a week in this house 
of your father's, and I dout tiiink I have had an hour's con- 
versation with you altogetlier — you're so fond of moping ; 
but I really must be rude enough to force myself upon 
you. I'm so wonderfully en.nwi'd to day, I can't stay any 
ionge:' alone. 

Donna Ang. It is yoiir own fault. Your humor leads 
you to be perpetually abroad, mine inclines me to be 
%wve. domestic — you ahvays know where I am to be 
ioiind, while looking for you would be like sailing in quest 
of a floating island. 

Donna Am. Indeed, gentle cuz, I think mine a far 
better humor than yours. As Shakspcare, the great en- 
glish dramatist, observe^, sermons are to be found in 
stones ; so one may be more prolitably employed in pa- 
rading the pavement, than spoiling one's eyes and dull- 
ing one's spirits over paper. 
B 2 



18 STUDENTS OF [Jamesou 

Donna Aug. Yon have really ?;rown prodigiously pi- 
ous of late, cousin ; for I thiuk you study nothing but ser- 
mons. 

Donna Am. Oh ! yes ; but I do though — I'm vastly 
fond of philosophy. J can analyze the heart, and dissect 
the head, tell the specific gravity ol'a sigh, measure the 
angle of an ogle' — in short, by my profound skill, I can 
divine tjie minutest movement of the soul; tell by a 
glance round a ball-room what portion of envy a para- 
mount beauty or a new h.ead-dress raises, and what de- 
gree of interest each fop has in the bosoms of the fair, from 
a mere penchant to a mortal passion. 

Donna Ang. Indeed ! I Had no idea you were so won- 
derfully clever. 

Donna Am. Study, my dear — study has made rae a 
proiicient- I, and three or four others at Madrid, always 
meet the morning after a party, to confer and make re- 
marks. Intellectual intercourse tends vastly to improve- 
ment. — But bless me ! Angelica — -talking of study, why 
are you not at your toilette ? I hear your betrothed hus- 
band, count Pompodoso, is expected every moment. 

Donna Ang. "What a chill vou've given me by utter- 
ing thit odious name. 

Donna Am. OiWov,^ name! I see you have got the 
phraseology of matrimony already. But pray, my dear, 
why so violent against this poor man ? — he is young, rich, 
and noble. 

Donna Ang. Psliaw ! an affected fop ! 
Donna Am. OI), child ! Ije is only in bis chrysalis 
state as yet. These fops undergo as many changes as a 
caterpillar ; they go through a seiies of coats, and assume 
new characteristics with every change ; but love, ail- 
powerful love, draws them at once out of themselves, and 
they rise into butterflies to flutter in the sunbeam of besn- 

ty. 

Donna Ang. I assure you I do not ft^el flattered by 
the office you assign me of being foster-mother to a io3. 

Donna Am. No, no, my dear ; your eyes have been 
better employed than in hatching butterflies. 

Donna Ang. Nonsense ! can I not refuse one mai* 
without beingsuspectpdof favoriiig another ? 



Actl] SALAJ^ANCA 19 

Donna Jin. Jiei me look in your face, and I'll tell 
yoii. 

Dnnna Ang. Wt 11, what will you tell me ? 

Donna Am. Ay ! there it is — 1 see it as plain as pos- 
siljle. 

Donna Ang- Absurd ! — what <lo yon see, pray ? 

Donna Am. Your heart, child — your heart, I can 
see plainly, that lodging for single gentlemen is already 
engaged. Noav would it not be more polite to tell the 
count at once tliat yon can't accommodate him, than to 
slap the (!oor thus in i'is face ? 

Donna Ang. To tell you tiie truth; Aminta, this mattei* 
gives me great uneasiness. I never can love the count 
— Irne him ! he is my aversion. Yet ray lather has look- 
ed forward to this union as the ikvorite project of bis 
latter lite, and you know how obstinate he is in the pros- 
ecution of his vv ishes. The count is tod weak and too 
ungenerous in his nature to listen to me, especially since 
he must renounce my fortune at the same time. — But I 
will die sooner than submit to the sacrifice. 

Donna Am. Come, come — t!ieie is something more 
to be tol<l. kStatc your case fairly, and then I'll engage 
in your cause. ■♦ 

Donna Ang. Ah ! Aminta — if I could but confide in 
you ! 

Donna Am. Secrets of importance, my dear, you 
may satjeiy tiust me with : their weight will sink them to 
the bottom of my breast ; and as 1 always speak what's 
uppermost, there will be no fear of their transpiring. — 
But hark ! i think I hear don Gaspar ! 

Douna Ang Yes : it is my father .^ I tremble lest the 
count should be come. 

enter don gaspar. 

Don Gas. Ay ! well, I'm glad he has let me know, I 
should have thought else he had met with some accident. 
— Ha ! >vhat are you here wenches ? here's the count 
just sent on an express to say he won't be here to-night. 

Donna Ang. (aside J Heaven be praised ! 

Don Gas. Several towns. through which he is to pass, 
ipteud showiiig him some tokens of respect. Beside, 



2y »TUDEIVTS OP [Jameson 

travelling quick is not consistent ivitlihis dignity, and he 
is always careful to preserve that — a true Spaniard ofwg 
the old castilian breed. 

Donna Am. Upoii my word, sir, I can't praise his 
gallantly, however landab'e his othor qnajitios may be*' 

Don Gas. He looks on himself as already married. 
His father, the old count, sent him home to me from 
Peru, when no higher than my knee, and expressed a 
hope to see our families united. I love him as a son, and 
ere four and twenty hours are elapsed, he shall have a; 
fair title to the name — eh, girl ? (to donna Angelica) 

Donna Ang. My sentiments on that subject are not 
unknown to yon, sir. I am not one of those who, cold 
as the altar they breathe their vows on — 

Don Gas. Come, come, none of your sentimental i 
whining. You know my mind, and it is your duty to 
conform. It grows late — go and consult your piliow — 
to-morrow every thing will be settled. You're a foolish ; 
girl, and dont know the world — go, go. 

Donna Ang. I wish I could always obey you, sir, 
"ivith as iiuich pleasure as I do at present. [es 

Don Gas. Aminta — I want you to talk to her a little. 
I sent Ibr you on purpose to wean her from her roman-' 
cing. You know something of the world, and can in- 
struct her on that point. 

Donna Am. Truly, sir, I think it very strange, when 
the object of both sexes inafTairs of love is to make fools 
of each other, that she should find fault with a ready- 
made one. I'M go and give her a lecture immediately — 
poor thing I she is very ignorant — quite a natural in 
these matters. {exit 

Do7i Gas. Madcap ! tis the great fault of modern 
education, to allow familiarity between parents and 
children. That silly fondling and familiar caressing 
which some permit, only tends to undermine authority," 
A parent should keep up his dignity, Urat's my plan ; 
yes, yes — that's the only way to govern a family prop-, 
eriy, never to allow any freedoms, any sort of^ — 

enter pertilla, crossing tke stage, and singing. 

—Holla! Rtfetr^gsf 



Act fj I^ALAMAXCA 2i 

Per. Bless mo! sir! how^ you frightened mc ! 

Don. Gas. Pert ilia, I want to speak to you. 

Per. Yes, sir. 

Don Can. Pertilla, I believe you h-ive some litll*^ 
inriuPDee with my daughter. You knou' this match that 
I'm brinT:lng about ; I want you to talk her into it. 
The smallest grain will turn a scale. 

Per. Very true, sir. 

Dofi Gas. I intend to make you a handsome present 
on the wGdfiii5g-da,y. 

Per. Sir, you may depend on my doing every thing 
in my power. 

Don Gas. Ay — that's right. You're an honest girJ, 
Pertilla, and I shall remember you. [cxi^ 

Per. Ah ! will you so, old ihimpy ! Pm tired of this 
restraint. That I should be obliie<! to truckle to an old 
fool like tiiat ! I ieel t!ie spirit of gentility in me already. 
I had almost a good mind to answer him flatly. Well, 
I shall soon be free ; let me see tlie letter again. Pm 
glad to got in a quiet corner up stairs — the noise and 
vuigarlty of the servants are quite annoying, (reads) 
" Fioir. the slight views I have had of your charms, 1 
find myselt^— " 
'.Donna Am. (without) Pertilla ! 

Per. Ye^, ma'am. — What a worrying ! whereabouts 
was I ? 

Donna yim. Pertilla ! 

Per. Her" I am, ma'am.-~Oh! " I find myself — '* 

Donna Am. Pertilla ! 

Per. The deuce take your squalling I Pm a coming, 
ma'am. 

enter donna a mint v. 

(Pertilla tries to hurri) the letter into her pockety but 
drops it) 

Donna Am. Why Peililla, where are you, child? 

^here's my cousin Angefica has finished her novel, and 

*srants to go to bed to dream it all over. 

Per. Pll be with her directly, ma'am. [exit 

Donna Aw.. I can't bring her to confession, but#? 



22 STUDENTS OF [Jaraesoii 

certain there's a lover in the case. Heigho ! I doiit 
kno V what's the matter with me to-night. I'm in a 
most unaccountable immor — I could laugh and cry at 
the same time. The wind blows riglit from England — 
that's the reason I believe. Fil de ral, fal de — heigho i 
ha ! ha ! I can't help thinking of that impudent fellow 
I met on the Alameda — Cliristoval d'Olvredo, I think 
he called himself. Of all the — hey; what have we 
liei'c / flakes up the letter) a letter ! "To Donna An- 
gelica de Souza" — a man's hand too ! it would almost 
serve her right to read it, for her carelessness. What 
nice paper it is — perfumed too, I think. I should like 
just to take a peep at the name — only to — hey ! what ! 
"Christoval d'Olvredo !" — " raptures at our interview'* 
—-'* agony at your absence !" — oh, lord! how dizzy my 
head is ! the sly demure creature ! she's in a fine way, 
cor:esponding with young fellows. Don Gaspar shall 
know this, I'm determined. An intriguing — hypocri- 
tical — artful creature ! I'll go and tell don Gaspar di- 
rectly. 

enter pertilla. 

— ^Where's your master, girl ? 

Per. Ma'am ! 

Donna Am. Where's your master ? I say. 

Per. My master, ma'am ! my master's gone to bed. 

Donna Am. Gone to bed ! how unlucky ! I shan't be 
able to get a wink of sleep to-night now. 

Per. (aside J What the deuce can have become of it ! 
I certiinly musthave dropt it. 

Donna Am. This girl must be in the secret; — come 
here, child. What are you looking for ? 

Per. I've lost my thimble, ma'am, somewhere. 

Donna Am. Pshaw ! never mind, I'll get you another. 
Come here, Portida, I want to speak with you. 

Per. Yes, ma'am. 

Domia Am. (aside) No, no ; I had better not either, 
till don Gaspar knows it. Go to bed, child ; go to bed — 
what do you «lo sitting up so ? (aside) yet I mayn't get 
so^ood an opportunity again. Stop — stop — here — here. 
(Mfigelica ccHls Pertilla without) The deuce take it ! go 



Act II] 8ALAMANCA 23 

about your business, child ; go about your business — 
dont you hear your mistress call ? 

[pushes Pertilla outy and exit 

END OF THE FIRST ACT. 



ACT If. 

«CENE i-rthe street before don Caspar's house — night, 
enter don christoval andMiQVEL. 

Don Chr. Ay, this is the temple of my divinity. I 
must take another look at it beibre I go home to bed, 
that I may have it more perfectly in my dreams. What 
a blockhead was I to tbrgot my guitar ! 

Mig. I have a jews-harp here in my pocket, if your 
honor can make any thing of it. 

Don Chr. Ha ! a light in that room ! the shadow of a 
woman too ! if it should be her ! 

Mig. If the shadow of a woman throws my master 
into such raptures, lord have mercy on him should he see 
the substance ! 

Don Chr. Faith, I'll try to draw her attention. 
{throrvs a pebble at the ivindow) Some one approaches, 
egad, it opens ! [Pertilla opens the ivindow and loivers a 
rope-ladder) Hey, what's tiiis! a ladder ! it is, by Ju- 
piter ! so — so — here's sometliing going on. I'll mount, 
by the powers ! fortune favors the brave. Up I go ! 

[exit in at the mindoiv 

Mig. Egad, he has mounted the ladder sure enough, 
and ten to one but gets turned off. Well, before I'd 
venture ray neck for a woman, I'd see the whole sex in 
the red sea. He has made good his lodgement ; ay, ay, 
the lady, I suppose, is accustomed to these sort of sur- 
prises. To see what impudence will do ! now my cursed 
modesty always Irighteus the women. When I'm incli- 
ned to take a few innocent fre.fv.loms with them, I'm put 

down at once with their i'y, mr. Miguel ! sir, I beg 

you'd remember who you speak to. Pray, fellow, keep 
your distance, if you please I who do you take me for ? 



24 STUDENTS OF [Jameson 

{sings) Four holy fiiars went trotting; away, 
To kiss tlie great toe of our vicar ; 
But, though they rode last, yet, wondrous to say, 
Tiiey wijre all overtaken by — liquor ! 
—-Hey ! vv'ho the deuce have we here ? another of your 
ladder gentry, I'll be bound. You're too late, my friend ; 
all full — no room inside — you must be content to be an 
outside passenger. Softly, though. [retires 

xnter don daphnis, a handkerchkf tied over his head, 

and wrapt up to a ridiculous extreme, and several 

serenaders. 

Don Daph. This way, senors, this way. I protest 
the air is ciiilly, though 1 have two cloakv«; and immode- 
rate love to keep me warm. Senors, are you tuned ? 

Fiddlers. Yes, your honor. 

Don Daph. Then cock your bows, present fiddles, 
and fire away, fa short symphony played) Ay, that will 
rouse the attention of the adorable creature. Methinks 
I see her start from her downy couch, while the sweet 
strains fall upon her beauteous ears. Perchance now — 
ravishing idea ! at this very moment my image may oc- 
cupy her thouo;ht ! now, senors, pour forth the incense 
afjove. 

SERENADE. 

ilark ! the nightingale's amorous call — 
How sweetly it melts through the grove ' 
Oh ! catch the soft notes as they fall, 
And breathe them again to my love. 
Yes, breathe but the passionate strain, 
No words can more meaning supply. 
And so full is my bosom of pain, 
I can only but utter a sigh. 

Don Daph. Heigho ! extremely well performed. I 
protest very affecting and tender. And yet mcthinks, 
senors, I would have wished you had touched upon her 
beauty a little-r-compared her eyes to the stars, or to— > 
to — hum ! to a couple of suns — something neat and strik-.- 
jng — such as one sees in tl)e magazines. ! 

JSeren. Sfr, we could have selected one for you, if we j 



AH II] SALiLMANCA. 25- 

had known your ta^le ; but that style is quite out ; we 
iiavc no call for them — this is the newest and most i'ash- 
iouabie. 

Don Daph. Oh ! well, senois, call on one to-morrow, 
ami I'll (iiscliara;e my obligation to you. [exeiiJil se7'enad- 
crs, &;c.] 1 wonder il'n)y angel heard it. Who knows 
but that she may be })ee{)ing at me behind tSie vvindov 
curtain. I'll — hey! what's here ? 

Mig. flocking in) The dent c take him ! 
,. Don Daph. A rope-ladder I 

31ig. I wish twas round your neck. 

Don Daph. There must be some design on foot — p<»r- 
haps to rob the house. Yes, yes^ there muf.t be some- 
thing — I'll alarm the family. 

3lig. Will you so ? then, egad, I have nothing for it 
but to assist you. (runs on exclaiming) Murder ! mur- 
der ! thieves ! watcli ! ho ! mrnuer ! 

Don Daph. Lord have mercy on us ! v.hat's the mat- 
ter ? .^' .. 

Mig. The matter ! murder ! murder ! murder I you've 
made a mummy of me, scarified every bone in my botly, 
and dislocated all my muscles, (collars him) 

Don Daph. Holla ! watch ! ho ! murder ! murder ' 

Mig. Murder ! murder ! 

enter six of the watch. 

1st iFatch. Who cries murder there ? 

DlnDaph. ] (^'^Ih nnak together) Here ! here ' 

\3t iPatch. Where's the vilknn ? 

Mig. Mere, 1 have got liold ofJiim. 

Don Baph. St. Peter and the saint«; preserve me 1 

1st ft atch. (holds up his lantern to don Daplmis) 
What, master, are you nabbed ? ay, ay ! I know you for 
all your disguise. 

Do7i Daph. Mercy on us ! 

Ist li atch. Call up don Gaspar — he's a corregidor, 
(27id watch knocks at don Gaspares door) Is your wor- 
vship much hurt ? (to Miguel) 

Mig. I'm more frightened than hurt, I believe. 

Den Daph. Hanta Alaria ! what a rascal ' 
C 



:6 STUDENTS OF [Jameson 

Ist Watch. Send for a priest, he's a-going to confess. 

(don Gaspar looks out of a window J 

Don Gas. Who dares to make a disturbance at this 
ime oi" night ? some gentlemen of the university, I sup- 
»ose. Go home to your beds, young men, go home to 
our beds. Fy ; fy ! you ought to be ashamed of your- 
elves. 

Ist PFatch. Please your worship, here's a murder com* 
nittcd. 

Don Gas. A murder ! bless my soul ! where's the 
nurdered person ? 

Mig. Here I am, please your worship. 

Don Daph. Don Gaspar, 1 beseech you not to believe 
lim. 

Don Gas. Who is it that speaks ? 

Mig. Please your worship, it's Martin Vega, who 
)roke open the cobler's stall the other night, and stole 
he poor man's awl, and a gentleman's sole that was 
leeling. 

Don Daph. Tis false, don Gaspar, tis false. I pro- 
est I am an honest gentleman of Gallicia, baptized and 
Euown by the name of Pedro Fernando Diego Daphnis. 
Having succeeded lately to some property left me by my 
mcle Perez Zambulo, who was the king's stankero, so 
please your worship, I am come to Salamanca to study 
latural philosophy, as your worship may be further cer- 
ified of by applying to Pedro Allum, the baker in the 
Mle Mayor, where I lodge. 

Don Gas. Wait there till I come down. 

[exit from the windoro 

Mig. Come, my friend, you had better confess at once, 
t will save a vast deal ot trouble ; and if, .as you say, 
you're a gentleman, you'll show your breeding by civilly 
complying. 

Don Daph. Rascal ! 

1st Watch. Why, look'e masters, as I take it, it an*t 
igainst law for one gentleman to murder another, that is, 
IS I may say, in a gentlemanly way. 

enter don gaspar, disorderly drest. 
Clear the way for his worship. 



Act IIJ SALAMANCA 27 

Do7i Gas. AVlierc are tlic parties ? 

1st IVatch. An't like your worship, that's the gentle- 
man as complains of being murdered. 

Mig. No, senor, I dont complain of being murdered. 
If 1 had met with any damage, 1 should look on it as hon- 
orably and meritoriously obtained in defence of your 
worship's property. 

Don Gas. Ha ! what do you mean, senor ? 

iMig. My head is so bamboozied, and my ideas stir- 
red up, that your worship will excuse my not being clear. 

Don Daph. Don Caspar, I beseech you not to listen 
- to him. 

Don Gas. Peace ! 

Ist IVatch. Silence in the court ! 

Mig. Abojit one o'clock this morning, no I'm wrong, 
it couldn't be above half past twelve, as my master and 
I >vere going soberly home, we saw three men attempt- 
ing to brake into your worship's house. 

Don Gas. Bless my soul I to break into the house ! 

Don Daph. What will become of me ! 

\si IVatch. Truly your worship will be hung. Flat 
burglary by the mass ! 

Don Gas. Peace there, peace ! proceed, senor. 

Mig. This fellow here— 

Don Daph. How, rascal ! will you dare — 

Don Gas. Stop his mouth. 

Mig. I say this fellow here, disguised as your worship 
observes. 
Don Gas. Ay, ay — his very appearance condemns him. 

Don Daph. Holy saints ! 

Mig. He had just fixed a rope-ladder against a win- 
dow ; — your worship may see it there still. 

Don Gas. Preserve us ! so there is, indeed ! nay — 
that's incontrovertible. 

Don Daph. Don Caspar ! don Caspar ! 

Don Gas. Stop his mouth, I say. 

Mig> He was just mounting when my master, drawing 
his sword, rushed fonvard and plucked him dow n. There- 
upon the two others set upon my master, and 1 set upon 
them, till my master being hard pressed, ran up the lad- 
der and sheltered himself in that room. 



2n feTL' DENTS OF [Jameson 

I)o7i Gas. in that room ! why zounds'! llijit's my 
dauorhter's. 

Mlg. We]!, there he is, depend upon it. yonr n-orship, 
or may I bo pillored for perjsiry. But now. the f-torm's 
over, I'll let him know he may come out of port. Don 
Christoval! don C.hristoval ! senor! senor ! master ! se- 
nor ! ah ! he's afraid to appear. 

Don Daph. Don Gas})ar, on the word of an honest 
man, this is all a trick. 

Don Gas. That Ave 'r;!'".! • oon see. — Here, Angolici ! 
Angelica ! daiigliter Avigeliea ! (Angelica appears at the 
ivhidofo) Angelica ! wljere is the gentitiman who got in 
at the ^vindow ? 

Donna Ang. T\v ,sir! whatdoyoume:in '' 

Don JJaph. Ay — ny — yo'< "■•e now. — 151< ssings on hev ' 

Don (Jas. 1 know the wisole story— dont be afraid, 
there'- -"^ ''"::';er now — desire him to^"-'- -'ewn. 

TiA- y — spnora — luy mast:- ne down 

wow- L.. . . t is clenv. 

Donna Ang. Yoi\ seem, sir, to have little value for 
your daughters';^ reputation, by tliis publie aeciisil. You 
must exeuse me ifJ decline exhibiting myseli". (she leaves 
f-he ivindoK) , 

Mlg. (aside) Curse the Jade ! she's an old hand at it. 

Don Daph. You see, don Caspar, you see. 

enter don alonzo. 

Don Alon. What can this be ? 

Don Gas. I feel staggered, I must own. Allow me to 
ask you a question or two. 

Don Alon. A crowd at this time of niglit ! don Caspar 
too ! ha ! what, Miguel ! 

Mfg. Ah ! what don Alonzo— is it you ? oh ! sir, you 
are come by in tlie very nick of time. 
■ 'Do7i Alon. W^hat is the matter ? 
' Mig. My master, sir, has got into a scrape. 

Don Alon. Where is he ? • >^_^.^ 

Mig. In that room, sir. 

Don Alon. Ha ! in tiiat room ! 

Mig Ilusti! hush! I b^g of you. An intrigue, sir, 
that's it. You know my master pretty well, I believe, 



Act 11] SALAMANCA 29 

sir. The short and the long is, that old gentleman's 
daughter and he, having a pui-ticiilar regard tor each oth- 
er, and wishing to have a little friendly chat, have got 
together in the young lady's bed-chamber. The old fel- 
low has got scent of it, and I want to get him off snugly. 

Don. Alon. Then she's false. Deceitful — perjured — 
abandoned woman ! 

Mig. Hey-day! 

Don Gas. I dont know what to make of it. [to Miguel) 
You see, senor, my daughter denies his being there. 

Don Alon. Sir, you are deceived — your daughter de- 
ceives you. She is deception itself. 

Don Gas. Hey ! pray, sir, who are you ? 

Don Alon. The most ^vretcIled being on the face of 
the earth. 

Don Gas. Some madman ! 

Don Alon. Sir, I will be candid with you. You thought 
by the sternness of authority and rigid care to shackle the 
inclinations of your daughter. Your precautions have 
been vain. I would to heaven you had been doub- 
ly vigilant. But I renounce her — I throw her off— I 
have done with her for ever. Take her — keep her ; let 
your walls be rock, and your doors iron — guard her 
as you would your gold, and then you may chance to 
preserve her constant and dutiful. [exit 

Mig. Mad ! mad ! 

Don Gas. Some poor creature escaped from his keep- 
ers. There is a mystery hangs over this affair. Gentle- 
men, till this matter is properly investigated, I must be 
under the necessity of detaining you. 

Don Daph. Sir, I have no objection, so that I can be 
conveniently accommodated for tlie night. I am some- 
what subject to the rheumatism, aad dont like changing 
my bed. 

Mig. Certainly, your worship, the affair does look . 
rather suspicious, I must confess ; but the fact is as I say. 
Here — ay — here stood the rogues — I could make oath to 
their footsteps. There, as it might be, stood ray master. 
My master, as 1 said before, runs up the ladder, and left me 
to be pummelled ; but I, roaring out murder— you, nar. 
Watch, can bear me out there, 
C 2 



■m ' STUDENTS OF [Jamcsaa 

1st Watch. The gentleman speaks truth, your worship. 
Ay, senor, 1 can make oath yon said you were murdered.' 

M'ig. You say right, my honest friend. I, roaring out 
miirder, comes up suddenly, thus, to this villain [to don 
Daphnis) — trips hiai up, thus, whereupon the rest ran 
away — thus. [runs off 

Don jJaph. Oh ! lord ! oh ! lord ! 

Don Gas. Mercy on us ! what is he gone ? pursue the 
rascal — puisne him there. [2d watch exit] Are you burt, 
jny good friend ? 

Don Daph. Oh ! lord ! oh i I believe my back is broke. 
fthc watch assist him to rise) Softly, kind gentlemen, 
softly. 

\st Watch. Ay! marry, your worship must be hurt 
i?ideed, for he has knocked out a whole row of yoiu- teeth. 

Don Daph. Where are they ? where are they ? 1 was 
afraid the rascal had picked ray mouth of them, 

Don Gas. Senor, I think I may trust you at large ; but, 
if your deposition is required, I shall expect your appear- 
ance. See the gentleman home, watchmen. 

[exit into house 

Don Daph. I thank your worship. If ever I go a ser- 
enading again, may I be — softly, kind gentlemen, softly. 

[exeunt 



SCENE II — an apartment in don Gaspar's house. 

enter angelica, don christoval, and pertilla. 

Per. It is impossible, ma'am, for the gentleman tore- 
tuni the way he came. 

Don Chr. Pray, madam, dispose of me as you think 
fit. I value not my salety, so that your reputation be 
not injured. 

Per. There is no chance but through the garden. 

Donna Ang. Run then, and see if the way is clear. — 
[exit Pertilla] As you have professed yourself a gentle- 
man, sir, and declare this singular intrusion to be owing 
to mistake, I have saved you from a discoveiy which 
plight involve us both in difficulty. 

Don Chr, MadaiP, I wou)d miie ji tiiousaod &c}sjiowl- 



Act U] SALAMANCA 'U 

cdipiients for your kindness, if i had time. As to apol- 
ogies, upon my soul 1 can't express a regret I dont iee]^ 
for, lo say tlie trutli, I was never better pleased witli a 
disappointment in my life. 

Donna Ang. Hold sir, do not presume on my lentity. 
If you conceive lightly of me from the manner you obtain- 
ed admis.sion, be assm-ed you wrong me. Coulti I juifold 
myself lo you, 1 am sure you would confess it ; but I must 
rely on your honor: — and, as I have admitted your profes- 
sions, consider myseli" entitled to tlu3 same credit. 

Don Chr. May I never again be cheered by the sweet 
smile of a woman, if 1 lil->el you in word, thought, or 
deed. No, madam, 1 swear by this fair hand 

enter pertilla. 

Per. Oh ! ma'am ! ma'am ! the whole house is roused 
Don Caspar is coming up 

Donna Ang. What shall I do ? 

Don Chr. Cram me neck and heels into a work-box 
—poke me into a lute case — tio what you will with lue. 

Per. Here, sir, here; — step into this closet awhile. 
If we can but get the ol<l gentleman away, the street will 
be quiet soon, and you may then escape. 

[don Christoval retires 

Donna Angj. How uafortuhate ! should Alonzo come 
Ipo! 

enter don gaspar. 

Don Gas. Tills must be seen into — I'm afraid there's 
something in it at the bottom. — Why, how now. girl — 
Per. Oh ! sii' — is it you ? 

enter aminta. 

Donna Am. Bless me ! sir ! — what is going on to 
night ? one would think all the families in the street had 
been seized with a party spirit. What is it, sir — a rour 
or an earthquake ? I never heard such a racket in m-. 
life. 

Don Gas. A racket indeed ! first comes a squalling fool 
breaking other people's rest to pi'ociu'c his own, by a sof; 
appeal to some snoring jade, 



S2 STUDENTS OF [Jameson 

Donna Am. I suppose the lady looked out and killed )| 
liim, for I heard murder cried. 

Don Gas. Ay, and they say the body is here, so Pm 
come 00 an inquest. ? 

Donna Am. Hey ! 

Don Gas. (to Angelica) What say you to the charge, 
madam ? 

Donna Ang. What charge, sir ? 

Don Gas. What charge ! why harboring a young fel* 
low. 

Donna Ang. Sir ! 

Donna Am. So, so. 

Per. Harboring u young fellow, sir ! do you suppose 
my mistress would be guilty of such a thing ? 

-Donna Am. Who spoke to you, mrs. Pert ? answer 
when you're questioned. 

Per. Excuse me, ma'am — I must be allowed to speak 
— my chai'acter is concerned as well as my mistress's. | 

Don Gas. Your character, you jade ! who questioned f 
your character ? can't one talk of a young fellow, with- 
out your thinking of losing your — character ? 

Donna Am. Well, but, sir, what do you mean ? 
Don Gas. Zounds ! I scarce know what I mean — there's 
?o much contradiction. I believe Pve been asleep, and 
dreaming. 

Donna Am. Then pray relate your dream, sir ; pos- 
sibly I may help you to an interpretation. 

Donna Ang. Sir, I beg you will let me know of what 
you suspect me. 

Per. Yes, sir, I beg you will let us know. 

Donna Am. Yes, sir, pray let us know. 

Don Gas. Why, hearing a riot in the street just now, I 
got up to inquire the cause. When a gentleman's ser- 
vant swore, that as he and liis master were passing by, 
they saw three fellows attempting to break into the house. 

Donna Am. To break into the house. 

Per. f aside J What's all this ? 

Don Gas. The gentleman — j— I think the fellaw called 
iiis master don Christoval. 

Donna Am. Don Christoval J 

Pir, (aside) Don Christoval ! 



Act II] SALAMANCA 33 

Don Gas. He said they had been attacked by thieves ; 
but, at List, Ijoiiig ovcrpo« r:rt'(i by muii])ers, the master 
^sliipt up a rope ladder, \vhich the rogaes had fixed in 
Anzeiica'.s vt indow — 

Dmuia Am. Ay — which the rogues had fixed to An- 
gelica's ivindow. 

Don Gas. Yes — and took shelter in her bedchamber. 

Donna J m. Tc.ok shelter in her ircdchamber ! poor 
gentl^nnan ! hard presse(^!, Indeed ! 

Per, (aside to AngeUcaJ iStand it ont bluff, ma'am. 
This is only a mancBuvTe oitheirs. 

D-m Gas. This is one side of the stoiy . 

Dmna Am. Ay — this is one side of the stor) . 

D m Gas. The Icliow had the audacity to charge a r-es,- 
pr ctable old gentleman ^vith being one of the gang — but 
I siisp' ct he was a rogue himself. 

Per. No doubt of it, sir ; the feilew told you a parcel 
of lies. 

Dnnna-Ang. Not a v/crd of truth, sir, I assure you. 

Donna Am. Not a wonl, f'll engage. It's my belief, 
sir, thor?;'scne of the rogues in the house now. 

J)on Gas. Hey ! 

Donna Ang. What do yon mean, Aminta ? 

Donna, Am. Mean, madam ! — I leave yon to guess. 

Don Gas. Why what — 

Donna Ang. I dont imderstand your insinuations. 

Per. Nor I — I pMrotest. Ma'am, if you suspect me, I 
beg you'll speak out. I'm prepared for any investiga- 
tion you please. 

Donna Am. No doubt pf it. 

Per. No doubt of it, ma'am! no, there is no doubt 
of it. My character will bear inquiry, as wei! as my mis- 
tress's. Harboring young fellows, indeed ! sir, I beg the 
favor of you to search the house directly — begin at tiie 
cellars, and go up to the gairets. 

Don Gas. Hang me,. if I know what to think, I'm so 
bamboozled with their diflcrent stories. But I'll come 
lothe bottom of it, I'm determined. 

Donna Am. \ believe, sir, you may soon iSo that— r 
you'll not be out of breath with diving. 

Don Gas. Whatfl^^ ^.r-- - '/^ 



34 STUDENTS OF [Jamesou 

Donna Ang. Yes, sir, ask her what she means. 

Per. Yes, sir, ask her what she means. 

Donna Am. You had better not be so curious, cousin. 

Donna Ang. Say what you please, madam, I am con« 
scions of my innocence. 

Per. Yes, ma'am, my mistress 

Donna Am. Hold your tongue, impudence. 

Per. (aside) Malicious toad ! 

Don Gas. AVell—well, but what 

Donna Am. Sir, I should co)isider myself criminal if 
I were to be silent. I am sorry to be obliged to speak ; 
but I oi^e it to you, to myself, and even to my cousin ' 
here, to disclose all I know. 

Don Gas. Well. 

Donna Ang. You might have spared the profession of 
your regard tor me. 

Donna Am. You may say what yon will, cousin ; I 
shall be satisfied if don Caspar approves of what 1 do. 

Don Gas. Ay — ay. 

Donna Ang. If I really were guilty, your conduct 
would even then be ungenerous. 

Don Gas. Hold your tongue, hussey, hold your tongue. 
If you had any grace, you would down on your knees and 
thank her. Aminta, I thank you for your kind concern for 
me and my family. Never mind her — let me know every 
thing. 

Donna Am. Nay, sir, I can't say I know much — my 
cousin has been pleased to deny me her confidence — but 
accident tlirew into my hands a few hours ago a knowl- 
edge of her secrets, which this letter has betrayed — and 
I am apt to think it will tllrow some light on what has 
just occurred. 

Per. (aside) My letter — as I live ! 

Donna Ang. (aside) What can this be ? 

Don Gas. Oh ! the jade ! so mistress, you are discov- 
ered at last. 

Donna Ang. Discovered, sir ! 

Don Gas. It won't do to face it out. Who is this don 
Christoval — who is he, I say ? 

Donna Ang. Don Christoval, sir ! I dont know such a 
person. 

Donna Am. Oh ! lord ! oh ! lord ? 



Act IIJ SALAMANCA 30 

Don Gas. Not know him ! what, I suppose you mean 
to deny this letter too ? 

Donna Ang. I never saw the letter before, sir, I assure 
yon. 

Donna Am. Well, this exceeds every thing ! 

Don Gas. Here's a brazen-faced baggage for you ! 
why you — 

Per. 1 can be silent no longer — I can't bear to see her 
suffer wrongfully. She says right, sir, she does indeed — 
she never saw tlie letter before. 

Don Gas. Never saw it before ! 

Donna Am. And pray, madam, how came you to be 
so well acquainted with the letter ? 

Per. Because, ma'am, it's ray property. 

Don Gas. Her property ! 

Donna Am. You see, sir, you see. It is vain to con- 
tend with such able logicians. It seems, sir, we are in 
the wrong — the letter is directed to her — yes, yes — we 
are in the wrong. — 

Don Gas. Ay, ay — they are in league I see. This 
bungling though, sho^vs they are not much accustomed to 
intriguing. An't you ashamed of yourself, you jade, you 
who are a chambermaid, to be so awkward in your busi- 
ness ? and you, madam, (to Angelica) since your mem- 
ory is bad, I'll give you time to recollect yourself. I'll 
lock you up beyond the reach of your gallants — perhaps 
to-morrow your memory may be clearer. 

Donna Ang. Sir, you will find — 

Don Gas. Ay, ay, madam, and you will find too. 
March — march — I'll see you safe deposited where no 
'ake, unless he gets a ladder as long as Jacob's, shall be 
ible to get at you. And you, mrs. Pert, go to your 
chamber, I shall talk with you too again, and mind, dont 
ittempt to go near your mistress without ray permission. 
"March — march, you jade, you. 

{exeunt don Gaspar and darma Angelica 

Donna Am. Pertilla ! ^ 

Per. Yes, ma'am. 

Donna Am. Come here, Pertilla. — Pertilla^ am 
greatly shocked to find such impropriety in your mistress's 
Dehavior. 



36 STUDENTS OF f Jamesoii-. 

Per. Pray, ma'am, dont distress yourself, foi-Icaii 
H15S1HC you my mistress is as well conducted a lady as any 
^1 Salamanca. 

Dovjia Am. Let me tell yon, Pertillai yo\i are not 
doing any kindness in concealing your mistress's conduct. 

Per. So I think, ma'am, and that makes me always 
peak in her praise, (aside) An artful thing ! 

Donna Am, (aside) A cunning gipsy ! she has too , , 
good aplace in perquisites to betray any thing. ;^| 

Per. Shall I ligi)t yon to your ciiamber, ma'am ? f 

DGnniAm. I dont require your attendance. 

Per. (aside) I Arish J could get her away. — Won't you 
go £0 bed, ma'am, now ? 

Donna Am. I shall go to bed when I r-]ease. I have 
told you already I dont ivajit you. 

Per. Ye.s ma'am, but I thought 

Donna Am. Dont trouble me with your thoughts. I 
desire you to leave me. 

Per. (aside)' Fervers? creature ! (fidgets about) * 

Donna Am. (ayidc) 1 ivont go, as she's anxious to get ■^ 
me away— she has some reason lor it no doubt. — I thought i 
I told you to go ? 

Per. Yes, ma'.am. (aside) I'll secure him, however, 
ibr fear of .iccjdcnts. 

[locks the dosct door, takes the key andevcit 

Donna Am. V»'hat madc/her lock that door ? I'm'sure 
something is going on. (goes to Ike door} I'm certain oi' 
it. Tiiey shan't escape cViterllcfi though, (tries tke door) 
Yes — it is fast. 

Don Chr. {wltkcu) Is all rA'e J 

Donna Am. Ha ! a mail's voiee ! ,so ! so !— hist ! hist ' 
senor ? 

Don Chr. Is all safe ? 

Donna Am. I should know that voice I don Christo- 
val's 

Don Chr. The door is fast. [Pertiila looks in) 

Donna Am. I have lost the key—try if you can slip 
the lock. 

Don Chr. I think I can — I'll try, however. 

Donna Am^ I'll confrorA him, and tax hiift with hi* 
iccou:itaucy. 



*ct IIJ SALAMANCA 37 

Don Chr. Ay ! there it is. (as the door opens Pertilla 
blows out the light) 
Where are you ? 

Donna Am. Who's that ? bless me ! what shall I do ? 
lion Caspar ! don Caspar ! uncle ! uncle ! 

Pertilla runs to don christoval as he enters — leads him 
out — returns and exit. 

I shall die with fear ! will no one come ? thieves ! thieves ! 
don Caspar ! don Caspar ! 

enter don gaspar, geronimo, and servants with lights^ 

Don Gas. Bless ns all ! what's the matter '? 

Donna Amit. Oh ! sir — I am ready to expire with fright 
— a nran has just broke out of that closet. 

Don Gas. A man ! ha ! search every nook — we'll soon 
find wlio it is. 

[Geronhno and servants exeunt different ways 

Donna Jm. This is your daughter, sir, who knows 
nothing of the world. 

Don Gas. The jade ! I have been too mild — too indul- 
gent with her. 

re-enter geronimo, &"c. 

Have you found him ? 

Gtr. No, your »vorship, he was too nimble for us. 
He escaped out of the window. 

Donna Am. He must be well acquainted with the 
place to make his retreat so ably. 

Don Gas. He shall find it not, so easy to return tJiough ! 
curse these young chaps, I shall not be able to get a wink 
of sleep to-night. Geronimo, exainine the hoiise care- 
fully, and then bring me a pipo to my chamber. [exit 

Ger. Yes, your worship, {aside) It must be some poach- 
er, for he's not licensed by me. 

[exeunt Geronimo and servants 

Donna Am. I'll be satisfied whether this was him, I'm 
determined. {exit 

F-ND OP THE SEfONn .»^CT- 

D 



:v^ STUDENTS OF i Jafficson 

A C T III. 

SCENE i—fhe strc,:!. 

f rd cr dmi sM.oyizo and TEnriLuA. 

Per. Nay, sir, bi.t v.ill you listen to reason ? 

Don Alon: Ba\c J. not my senses perfect? can I not 
sec — can 1 Lct iiear ? 

Per. Tpon my word, sir, I have some doubts of it. I 
have bten a Ibl! quarter oi'an hour tciUng you a plain 
matter of fact story, aiid lill I can say iHakes no impression 
01": you. ' ,^ '^ ' ^ '•' . . '^ ■. ■- ' - 

boil J Ion. r^o. m, i-rt'.irn to yoiir mistress ; t( 11 her I 
have had full eyidenee of her guilt r * disclaim heE--I give 
her up forever. / . 

Per. Wa.s-thei'€ ever any thing like yon ! sir, I give you 
my honor tliat the gentJtiinaiV v. iio ivas in my mistress's 
room last night, -is^ a poriect stranger to botli of ns. I have 
to!<l j'on the whole r..(!Vh\ V/e lie^rd. as --.ve supposed, 
your f>ignal ; the la»ifier was lowered, when up sprang a 
stranger. My mistress screamed, and I fell into hysterics. 
The gentleman, ior so iic <^erUai))y is, I never saw acivil- 
er man in my life, contbu?kk<l at liis reception, fell on Ms 
knees, swore he had ndstaken the house, and irjade Mfty 
apologies in a breath. He would have Fctnvned the way 
b« came directly, hut a riot hi the i^tret t prevented him. 
My mistress fearihl of her rcpui^-liou, and humanely cau- 
tious of hcEU'-iiiii; his li'V', c'Oi:;'-r-vh:d hiin t^l the danger 
was ovi ■' 

Bon-. - . ;,Oiii;Te this? no. 

no, this JaboifU Ulj^ cuiy t-tjcngtheus njy conviction, f 
knew iBore tUa,!i yon imagine., and am not so easily delu- 
ded. Go— go to your raists?<>s — 1< 11 her she has Ai'ounde<( 
a heart that beat only for her, which knew no joy but what 
she inspired, and ca;) nev: r throb wittanguisli more picr- 
cipg tlian what she has inflicted. 

Pen Sir, I sojenmly declare — — 

Ban Alon. J. act iiom no sudden impulse, no start of 
•^v'ssion, no Jealous whim. I have weighed every cir- 



Act III] SALAMANCA 39 

•?umstanre, and find the rosalt too ovcruiielraing to allow 
oi" doubt. 

Per. Dear, dear don Alonzo ; on my knees I:3t ino en- 
tre:i.t yon not to pej'si^t iti this madness. 

Don Alon. I would, Pertilla, my eyes bad ne< sr been 
oppn< d. 

Per. I take heavr.n to witness 

Don Aim. Pcitid i, Portilla, your atlac'arji(3ut Ui your 
mist: :^ss carries you too far. 

Per. M 3.y I never stir Irom this spot ii* — — 

Don Alon. Pray let me have no more oflhii. 

Per. Atid yoa won't hear me ? 

Don Alon. iVo — no. 

Per. (sudiUnlj rhhig) T'aeai you're , a barbaro!!?, un- 
feeling monster ! I see liow it is — you're tired of your 
wife, and > on want to get rid of her — yon do — I seo 
you dp. Yo.rre~,a brntc— I can call you jiotbinj;; else — 
you are — you are— but, dear don Alonzo, now, you G.ne- 
\j must be joking — yoa dont iateiid to use my poor mis 
tress o cruelly ? 

Don Alon. Ah ! Pertijla ; heaven alone knows how it 
cuts m:^ to th^ soul. Hoved her — loved her! I love her 
still, fiiscas she is, too— too warmly. T;ie passion can 
ortjy be rooted from my heart by tearing away the soil 
"wher-r. it grows. 

Par. Tiie'.i why this ohstiaat? refusal lo do her jtistice ? 
you shall see iier if it be in the po\^er Of a niortal, V\\ 
compass some scheme to bring you together. The cciint 
is not arrived, so there is yet time. If there be faith iB 
dream.-, yon wiil come to^' other at kit in spite of crus- 
ty fdth."' s, and busy bodica- i>i boili sexes, whyn ali these 
petiy i-i-licnlti s a* id jealous whims, willscrve you, as th^y 
ought to do now, to laugh at. 

Don Aim. Mistaken the house^! a poor excuse to de- 
vise ! . - 

Per. Sir ! 

Don. Alon. Her reputation, too ! tliere seems sojiic- 
thini of consciousness m the fear of its hsjiuy. 

Per. Are you dreaming, .sir? 

Don Alon. What were yon saying, Peitih'a ? 

Per. Come, sir, Avha't kind soothhig mefcsage diali 

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40 STUDENTS OF [Jameson 

bear to my mistress ? poor dear lady ! she needs some 
consolation. 

Don Alon. Alas ♦ I can afford her none. If she has 
the least iiegree of feeling, the sight of me — the very 
mention oi my name must wound her. 

Per. If they do, sir, they carry their cure with them. 
Only try, sir, what effect your name will have on her at 
the bottom of a sheet of paper. A few soft words will 
cost you no trouble. 

Don Alon, I have given you my determination al- 
ready. 

Per. Is it possible, sir, you can be in earnest ? 

Don Alon. 1 wish to be leit alone. 

Per. Then you will neither write to her or see her ? 

Don Alon. Nevermore. 

Per. You're a vile hypocritical monster! shame, 
shame on you, to treat a poor fond woman in this bar- 
barous way. I couM tear your eyes out, I could. If 
you had the least atom of maniiood in you, you couldn't 
treat a sweet creature so unfeelingly. But tis the way 
with you all— I'll never trust a man again as long as I 
live, (going) 

Don Alon. (aside) 1 like this ebullition of feeling. 
Here, Pert ilia ! 

Per. Weil, what do you want ? 

Don Alon. Your affection for your mistress, however 
undeserving slie might be, pleases me greatly. Here, 
take this piuse — it is a poor acknowledgment of my feel- 
ing. Though participating in your mistress's guilt, I like 
your ficieiity to her. 

Per. Do you, sir ? then I'll take care not to offend 
you-r-take your trash — I scorn it as much as I do your- 
self, [exit 
Don Alon. Surely tlje girl would never be so outra- 
geous in the defence of her mistress if there were not 
groitaus for her exculpation. Pshaw ! these women are 
so fdll 01 artifice. Yet if the story should be true ! I 
have <jone wrong to refuse to see her — I liave acted too 
hastily. No — on rellection I have done right. At least 
she rai.st be^^uilty of levity, and this expression of my 
resentment vriil teach her to regulate her conduct in fu 



Act III] SALA3IANCA m 

tiue. Yet may it not rather tend to j..;i I:, on h<^' 
guard? yes — ! have acted too liAstUy — 1 should ha* 
avoided extremes. 

enter don christoval. 

Den Chr. Ha ! Alonzo ! 

Don Alan. He Iiero ! 

Don Car. Wiiy, Ik w now, don, you seem serious ^ 
are you moralizing on the death of a fly or an emperor., 
the changes of a citerpilUir, or of Ibrtuno ? 

Don Alan, [aside) Let ni3 be cool — ril lecirii t'. 
truth before I arraign him. I beg your pardon, y^u vverc 
observing somethiag. 

Don Chr. Yes — observing i/u??. Upon my soul you're 
grown a queer fellow of late. Why zounds ! you used 
to be the soul of :i party, but now, so far from being 
the soul of any thing, you seem as if you v/anted one 
yo^irseif. Come, confess, r/Iio or what hath worked this 
cliarige — Venus or Minerva — the oIJ maids of Parnass: 
or ihe young ones of Salamanca ? 

Don Alan. Is it so strange a thing for a man to be s. 
rious ? ^ 

Don Chr. Why, faith, I hate to see young fellowy 
solemn and stiff, iilie the stalking figuies in a dutch clock. 
Besides, in the hey-day of youth t!ie blood circulates so 
last and merrily that no care can stick long on tlie heart. 
What's not natural must be aftocted. Foi- my part I'll 
not dam up nature, it shalj How freely. 
> Don Alon. Too freely, I fear, sir. 
' \Don CA,r,^.Pshavv ! now you're beginning with your 
wisdom. Let nie leil you that- to b^ piom.iiuiely wise is 
contrary to the course of nature, which hath properly 
made every thing progressive. A ciilf witli two heads h. 
not a greater monster than a young philosopher. F; 
heaven's sake, my dear feiiovv, doat riui into the foil; 
of appearing wise. 

Don Alon. it Is a folly you never will be guilty of. I 
heard of your adveaMirelastuigiit, sir. 

Don Chr. Ay ! taith — I was near caught. 

Don Alon. Well, sir, how do you like donna Angoli- 
• ;i on belter acquaiutai^f'f? * 
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42 STUDENTS OP [JamesoK 

Don Chr. Better a<Rqnaintanre ! 

Don Alon. Ay — sir vonr man Miguel 

Don Chr. Pshaw ! he*s a blockhead. No, sir, it vra.^ 
not h'! f saw. 

Don Jlon. Not her ? 

Don Chr. No. 

Don Hon. (aside) Plain enough, she has tutored him. 

Don Ckr. I suppose it might be her sister or her 
cow^i 0. 

Don lion, (aside) Her sister or her cousin ! yes, yes , 
— th' y ha« c agreed on this. 

Don Chr. But whoever she is, she's a devilish fine 
girl, uid I dont know but I might have been tempted to 
be rude, if that cursed tracas hadn't obliged me to go 
Oil. H'>y ! can that be — yes, egad it is — excuse me a 
moment, will you ? there's a young fellow I want to 
spj^ak with. [exU 

Don Alon. He is alarmed, and has broke away to 
avoid my questioning. It is indeed too clear. Pertilla, 
in the warmth of her temper, has disclosed more thaD 
they meant me to know, and their clashing evidence 
affords the clearest proof of the fact. 

mter a man with a letter. 

Man. That's he, as the lady pointed out, I think. 
Prar, sir, ben't vour honor don Cluistoval d'Olvredo ? 

Don Alon. Cliristoval D'Olvredo ? 

Alan. A lady in the street axed me to give you this 
here, ii so be that you be. 

Don Alon. Let me see it— a woman's hand ! yes— 
yes. 

Man. Oh ! then ray humble service to your honor. 

[exit 

Don Alon. It is not her hand, but bow easy it is to 
feign. Yet, now I look at it. there is something similar. 
Pr:.y, my friend — ha ! is he gone ? what can I do ? shall 
I be the courior to her intrigues — tamely hand over to a 
rival thf declaration of my ruin ? (as he speaks he opens 
the letter) shall 1 — wlja; liave I done ? psliaw ! I carry 
my delicacy too far — my situation warrants their breach 



Act IIIJ SALAMANCA 4« 

Ha! it is! it is — oh ! liiitlilcss — faithless woman! [reads) 
*' If the danger you inenrred last night has not cooled 
your coui-age, meet me to night at the gate leading to the 
garden." Abandoned ercature ! lost to every sense of 
feeling and propriety. What treachery in nature, to hide 
such deformity under so engaging an exterior ! here is 
one whose face seems the index of every virtue, but the 
modest blush that so sweetly mantles on her c!ie*^k, the 
enchanting smile that illumines her features witl) such 
lovely lustre, the heavenly cadence of her voice, the be- 
witching elegance of her raaniuTS, where art appears so 
delicately to have tempered nature — all — all are but sem- 
blances, and like the .attraction of the fabled Lamia, de- 
ceitful lures. Tiie tcncier. the diffident Angelica, to be 
thus bold and intemperate ! I'll strip her of the veil that 
shrouds her vices — yes, once more I'll see her — she shall 
meet a lover of a difl(Tent temper than she expects — false 
— perjured — worthless — abandoned woman ! [exit 

enter aminta. 

I hope the man gave him the letter. I am sure it 
was him. I shall be able now to determine whether he 
has really met Angelica. Ha! bless me ! — there he is 
again—coming tliis way too. (puts dorvn her veil J He 
sees me. What shall I do ? it would look odd to huriy 
away as if I wanted to attract his notice by my fears. 

ciiter don christoval. 

Don Chr. Her figure, I'll swear. 

Donna Am. There will be more propriety in staying. 

Don Chr, Pray, madam, cau you be so obliging as to 
direct me to — 

Donna Am, No, sir, I can't indeed. 

Don, Chr. (aside) Egad, it is — yes, madam, yon 
can. You stand like a sign post on the road to happi- 
ness, and whoever looks at you must know the way. 

Donna Am. Pshaw ! 

Don Chr. If the simile is a bad one, madam, tis no 
wonder. My mind is so concentrated just now, that it 
cannot send its faculties abroad for comparisons. 



M STUDENTS OF [Jainesoii 

Donna Am- Pray, sir, dout waste your time aiid 
compumcnts opoii me. I should thaok yon ulso to be 
less irbe. I btg, since your mind is so 'lomestic, yoit will 
keep your raaiuiers at home also. 

Don Chr. My manners, madam, are regdiated by my 
heart. The channel between the heart am' the tongue, 
y.hicb, in most people, is closed up, has been left opeii 
jii me, so that my expressions are conveyed direct from 
the organ of feeling to the organ of utterance. 

Donna Am. Yes, ^r, brtt as you are accustomed to 
speak with gieat rapidity, it no doubt will often happen, 
that words may slip out of your mouth before you have > 
time to annex a meaning to them. 

Do7i Chr. Faith, madam, if meaning cannot be gath- 
ered from my, words, my eyes, the best annotatoTs in the 
world, can assist with explanatory notes, i am not 
ashamed of the charge, men always talk nonsense wlien 
in love. But the Jan^riage of the heart, like the learned 
tongue of China, consists chiefly of signs— so my sweet 
senora — [endeavors to take her hand) 

Donna Am. Sir, this is a freedom I cannot allow. 

Don Chr. Nay, now my dear donna Angelica. 

Donm Am. Sir, donna Angelica ! 

Don Chr. Ay, you see I have got your name, (aside J 
She can't have got the letter, suroly, by her surprise. 

Donna Am. (aside) It is impossible he can mistake 
,ne — I'll prove it Ijowever. (lifts her veil) Let me un- 
deceive you, sir, that you may no Idnger squander your 
speeches. 

Don Chr. True, madam, for now I can use no faculty 
but sijiht. 

Donna Am. (aside) Does iie jest? 

DON GASPAR enters behind. 

Don Chr. Thou fairest object that I ever viewed— 

Donna Am. So (he chanii is broken ? 

Don Chr. No, madam, but the sentiment having been 
ooniined in wy bosom ever since I first beheld you, took 
ihe opportunity of my tongue b^'ing at leisure to make 
its' escape. Yes, thou charming 



Act ilij SALAMANCA 4o 

Donna Jm. Softly, sir, softly, you are too f'oi warj. 
I have some preliiriinary <jnestions to demand. 

Don Cfir. As to my ibrvvardnrss, madam, the aiagnet 
might with equal propriety censure the steel. Ceremony 
was only invented to conceal insincerity ; indifference 
keeps within it, while true ferling overleaps it. 

Donna Am. By that rule tlim you would have shown 
more gallantry in taking no notice of me. 

Don Gas. {comes forward) I am entirely of your 
opinion, madam. 

Donna Am. Ah I 

Don Gas. I beg, madam, you won't be alarmed, I 
am not going to use any ceremony. Pray, sir, will you' 
allow me to ask who the devil you are ? 

DonChr. VVHio am J, sir? 

Don Gas. Yes, sir, who are you, sir ? 

Don Chr. Sir, I am yoju' most obodient. [exit 

Don Gas. An impudent puppy ! [looking after him) 

Donna Am. [aside) How unlucky ! just when I had 
an opportunity. 

Don Gas. So, madam, you are philosophically in- 
clined, and hold conversaziones in the stre-)t with the 
students ? zounds, what an intrigui:jg stt are these wo- 
men ! 

Donna Am. What, sir, dont you knov/ him ? 

Don Gas. Yes — yes, though I dont know his name, 
i can tell his genus and species — a fool and a fop. But 
it needs no great skill to tell that — you may point your 
finger blindfold down the street, and not be out when 
you say — there's one. 

Donna Am.. True, sir ; formerly fools were so rare, 
great families kept them as a sort of curiosity, but now 
the breed is so common they overrun. 

Don Gas. Ay, ay, and 1 amgiad on't on one account ; 
the women have now such choice of fops, that moMkies 
are quite out of iashiou. But pray, mistress, w^icre 
did you pick up that pretty bipe<l '? 

Donna Am. I, sir ! why, that's tlie very id« iitkal, 
quixotical, would-be son-in-law of yours — don Ciiristo- 
val d'Olrredo. 

J)pn Gas. Eh! that don Christov?il ! 



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DoiuiaAni. That's the man, or the lop, if you plcasr. 
1 doiit exactly think him a ibol— he sjjm^ LoLave S(ja 
share of sense and observatiou. 

Don Gas. Ay, ay, and he shall fuid I have observa- 
tion too— a dog ! V\\ watch him. But how the devil 
came you to be so intimate with him ? why, I heard hhu 
making downright love to you here. 

Donna Am. Love ! ha, ha ! men pamper oxen tiut 
they may eat them. Soothing me with a littio fiattery 
to lure me into partnership in his designs on you^"' 
<laugl;ter ~th it was it, sir. Lord, sir, you iiave no idea' 
liow tjie man pursues nie — there's no wilkinj: tiie streets 
for him— this is the tMrd time I have met him. 

Don Gas. Indeed I - 

Donna Am. Indeed. 

Don Gas. An impudent rascal ! I'll tell you how tq 
'u event his troubling ydli again in the street. 

Donna Am. }Io,\\\ pray? 

Don Gas. Dont 9i\v out. 

Donna Am. Ah ! a notable way truly ! 

Don Gas. To tell you the truth, Amiata, 1 think you 
go too mucti abroad. 1 doiitlike tiiis gc.udi;if^ at all— it's 
mitilt :o\' a young woman like you to be al»vays abroad.^ 

Donna Am. Oh, lord, sir! I sliouldn't live four afld 
twenty lionrs if I was immm'ed. 

Don Gas. If you uant exercise, there's a swing in the 
garden— battledore and shuttlecock— skipping ropes — • 
the devil.ou two sticks— cup cind baiJ, and fifty other 
little moving diversions. 

Donna Am. Ah! it isn't mere mechanieal motion — 
the miad — the saiad, sir, must be engaged. 

Don Gas. Yen may liave what books you please, 
child. 

Donna Am. No, tliank'e, sir, I have done drilling 
my faculties and must employ tliem on active service. 
Books indeed ! no, no, no transcripts for me — give me 
nature at first hand — I'll see and hear for myself. One 
may as well be without eyes, or ears, cr tojigues, or any 
thing unless p:u; uses them. 

i)mi Gas. Why, zounds! liav'nH you a looking gl^ss, 
^ waiting; woman, and a; parrot ? thjs is ypiir Madrid edu- 



^ct IIF] J:>ALAMANCA 47 

cation ! what woul'l you liave done, you jafle, had you. 
been born in Turkey ? 

Donna Am. Why, if I couldn't have got out» I should 

hav(> staid in, and hit upon some e?i[>t>dit:nt to bring 

the n^onntn.in to inn, as I couldn't go to tlie mountain; 
Just as the discouj-olate donna Hilaria Dolorosa contrived 
to aninse horpeH'with her grief^ when a report cameJ tliat 
her husband wa^ killrd, 

Don Gas. What did ?hc do ? 

Donna Am. Shut herself up in a chainber Avlth a 
camera obscttra, and consoled herself v.ith observing the 
passengers a? they cast up viheir eyes in compassion at 
the closed ^^indosv shutters. 

Don Gas. Ha ! ha! a diverting scheme ! 

Donna Am. So it miglit have proved, but, Avhiie gaz- 
ing at the figure of a cavalier prancing by, she saw the 
slrade of her husband cross the street and knock at the 
door. ■ ,'y^ 

Don Gas. Oh ! lord I it must have shocked her very 
mnch. 

Donna Am. Very much indeed— -she never recovered 
the fright. 

Don Gas. Ha ! ha ! but zounds ! come along — here 
sre some young leliows coming. Tije streets are cram- 
med with a parcel of loungii»g puppies -^vith Ikces smoth- 
ered in whiskers — come. along— you're luwlermy care 
at prcr^cnt, and Til ansvve^^fal' no woman that's not un- 
der my eye, or lock and key. What are y<Hi looking 
behind for '? come along — come along, I say. [exeunt 

enter fJon DM'ifNis, and a hoy with bdol's. 

Don Daph. Hugh ! hugh ! the devil take damp nights, 
easterly w inds, and asf.ignation.s ! Petiro ! 

Eoij. Yes, your honor. 

Don Daph, Where are the lozenges ? 

Boy. (offers a book) ' Here, your honor. , 

Dmi Daph. Ycti bloekhcad-— did 1 ask for logarithms ? 
nh, T have them about mc. Hugh ! hugh ! I protest I 
>hal! be too late for the lecture. I must be more atten- 
Livo to my studies, cr I shall get reprimanded by my tu-> 
Oi'. Pedro. 



48 STUDENTS OF fhnn^^^o^ 

Soy. Yek, your honor. 

Don Daph. Where's my book of exercises / 

Boy. Iv'e forgot it, your honor. 

Don Daph. You little blockhead, go about your busi- 
ness, [beats him off) I shall certainly have an imposi- 
tion. My tutor says I'm too giddy, and dont pay atten- 
tion to my stu lies— hugh ! hugh! he calls me a hair-* 
brained fellow — hugh ! hugh ! — he says I've too many , 
pranks about me. I nnist take up — that's certain — '- 
hugh ! hugh ! 

enter gero^timo. 

Ger. Ay ! there he is — I thought I heard his cough. 

Don Daph. I shall be too late for the lecture. 

Ger. Y()V:V norship ! your norship ! 

Don Daph. Hey ! who's that ? 

Ger. Sepor don Daphnis ! senor ! 

Don Daph. What, Geronimo ? 

Ger. 1 am glad I have met your worship. I wasjus^' 
coming, 

Don Daph. Then you may go back again. Sir, I shall 
not be misled any more by your pander tricks. You 
ought to be ashamed of yourself^ — an old fellow like you 
to Ijave to do with such things ! 

Ger. Good lord ! your worship. 

Don Daph. I am not such a young hand as you take 
me for. Tins amour has cost me already some pistoles, 
besides a sciatica and a lumbago. I have determined 
to have nothing more to do with it. 

Ger. Will your worship allow me to ask you one ques- 
tion ? 

Don Daph. Well, be quick then, > 

Ger. If your worship was running a race would youn 
give in just when you came in sight of the goal. 

Don Daph. Yes — because being short sighted, 1 
could'nt see it till it was close to my nose, w 

Ger. Ha ! ha ! your worship is a wag. A ^rd in your 
worship's eai'. , 

Don Daph. In the other one if you please, for I've ,< 
cold in my head. ^ 



Act III] SALAMANCA 43 

Ger. My mistress has deteriinneil to run auay from her 
lathrr. 

Don Daph. And so liaveT— frojn her. 

Ger. But your worship, she has bade me settle it all 
with you. 

Don Daph. Eh ? 

Ger. Your worship must know that my master, don 
Caspar, has locked iier up, and I am the only one trusted 
with the key. My young lady, fearful ofhvu- lather's an- 
ger, has prayed nic to assist her escape. Now I have so 
planned tfiat your worship shall meet her as a fricna of 
mine, and convey Iter to the Convent della Trinita, where 
she would take^refuge. 

Don Baph. Is there no danger in the case ? that fatlier 
of hers is a conlbundcd grufl'old fellow. 

Ger, Bless your vrorship, you may carry her otFas easi- 
ly as I could pocket a pistole. 

Don Daph. Hum ! I dont like your night rambling j 
besides, it looks prodigiously like rain. 

Ger. As your worship plesisest— I know a gentleman 
that 

Don Daph. You're sure there's no danger! 

Ger. None in the norld, your worship. 

Don Daph. Ah affair of tliis kind will bring reputation. 
Weilj'Geronimo, 1 think I'll venture. 

Ger. You have only to be about dusk at the garden 
gate 

Don Daph. Ay ! ay ! tell my fair angel I'll be with her 
\--^ont let it be after night fall, Geronimo, for the dews 
fall very heavy. Bless my soul ! though — tell my char- 
mer her kriight shall not fail her — i'm dying for her — tol 
de roll — to! de — luigh ! liuah ! [exeunt don Daphnia 

Ger. Dying for her ! true — for you've got an asthma 
in her service already. So, this is arranged — ay ! ay ! 
leave me alone for plotting. IVly young mistress has been 
begging of me to let licr escape to the convent — the old 
don and-she may manage that as they please — 1 satisfy 
both pa/ties, and do an act of kindness. Pertilla's aflfair 
comes da next, and this letter I trust will settle it. Oh ! 
here com^ my friend Miguel. 



STUDENTS OF [JamesoP. 

enter miguei,. 

Mig. Ha ! old geutlenian — whither tottering, to ves* 
pers or the vintner's ? 

Ger, Ah ! senor Miguel, yon must aluayshave your 
joke. Weil — well. 1 love one myseli', and have crack- 
ed a few in my time. 

Mig. Ay ! yonr jokes are generally cracked, and won's 
hold together. 

Ger, Ha ! ha ! you are merry, senor, you are merry. 

Mig. Yes, I've been buying some mirth, and have half 
paid lor it. 

Ger. Half paid for it ! 

Mig. Ay— J got a flask of wine from a vintner, and 
paid him tor it, and 1 shall get into a scrape prCvSently, 
and pay for it again. But 1 say my old cock, have yoi! 
got us an answer yet ? 

Ger. Truly, your master is an impatient lover. I have 
been looki'vg for you all day. 

Mig. ^Viiat, to give it me ? 

Ger. Why, Tve known in that time half a ream of let- 
ters written and answered. 

Mig. [aside) 1 must proceed socratically I see — the 
common way won't do. — Pray, senor Geronimo, allow 
me to ask you a question or two. 

Ger. Weil, senor. 

Mig. Do you know if your mistress has been writing ^ 
letter to day ? 

Ger. Yes. 

Mig. So. Who was it to ? 

Ger. To your master. 

Mig. Yery well, I get on. — Yvlio did she give it to ?* 

Ger. To me. 

Mig. That's right. And pray where is it ? 

Ger. Here, [gives a letter) 

Mig. Socrates, I thank thee ! — this shows the benefi 
of learning, I should never have got the letter from liir 
if I hadn't known logic. 

enter don chrjstotal. 

Don C/^r.^W^hy, Miguel, where tJie deuce have yon 



Act III] SALAMANCA 51 

Mig. Oh ! sir, is it you ? [to Geronhno) Pull offyour 
/ bat — :pnli oflyour hat aiKJ inak<^. one ol your best S^ows, 
— sir, I i\av€ the honor to pr< sent to yoii, senor Geroni- 
^ mo Babosiilo, secretary lor home atiairs to don Gaspar 
de Souza, one very much at your honor's Sf^rvicc, aiid 
who^is highly ambitious of bein^ distiiiguisbed by your 
favor. ^' : 

(T<)r. Yonr worship's to command. 
Uon Chr. Senor Geroninio. I am^mnch your debtpr,. 
pray do {ne the favor to accept a small recempense. [gives 
money) ._ ,^ 

Qer. Ihumbly thank your worship, and vvish your woi'- 
-'«hii>, a very, good day. — [aside) He'Ji make a charmiiig 
, son-ii^law. I'll pay hiin back his own money tor a 
portion. [exit 

{Miguel gives Jon Chrfstoval the letter) 
Dm Chr. A letter trom her! yes — "Angelica de 
.Sonza," .She was too niodcst to speak her sentiments. 
TTiM ! let's see— (rcffffs) " the garden gate to night."-— So, 
feb—^omjiiiant enough. Faith, this angel oC mine is a uo- 
nian. *' Trust your iiouor." Yesy<!S — to be sure. " And 

llmugb you may" (Miguel, during the above, follows 

his master's motions, and pries Jamiliarly over his 
shoulder — don Christdval here tur^ns and sees him) 
your servant, sir. Pray what may yonr opinion be of 
/;>hi,s letter ? 

Mig. Why, truly, sir, since you ask mc, I nuist be al- 
I lowed to say, I tl^ink she who wrote it is, as you observe, 
I devilish ea?;y. 

^' Bon Chr. So then, you impudent rascal, you have 
read it. f draws his sivorrj) 
Mig. I read it ! good lord ! 
Uon Chr. Kneel down, sir, this moment. 
3Hg. SiiVl am short-sighted and couldn't see a word 
of it. <J . 

JJo7i Chr. Kneel down, I say. 

Mig. Oh ! lord, sir ! you wont be so barbarous ? there 
— there — pray be calm, your honor. Oh! lord! oh! 
' lord! 

Don Chr. Swear, sir, that you will never betray any 
thing you have heard or seen, to injure the reputation of 

hpv who '.vrntp this Ipttfir. 



52 STUDENTS OF [Jamesoa 

Mig. I do, sir, I do. Pll forget every word of it, I as- 
sure jonr lionor. 

Don Chr. If ever T fmcl you divtilge a syllable, I'lJ have 
no mercy, but make a martyr of you to the cause of curi- 
osity, [exit 

Mig. Phoo ! this weather's as hot as the dog days. I 
never was in such a stew in-^^y, life. [exit 



SCENE 11— ion Ga^par's house, 
enter angelica, geronimo, and pertilla. 

Ger. My master is out just now, so you may have a lit- 
tle longer talk fcogethtr. 

Donna Aug. Well, but Geronimo, have you consider- 
ed my request ? 

Ger. Yes, my lady, I hav'n'tthe heart to refuse you. 
I have settled it ail. A friend of mine, an elderly man, 
is to meet you in about an hour hence at the garden gate, 
and wil! convey you to the convent. I shall be ready to 
let you out if possible. The worst of it is, he is some- 
what fond of tippling, and is then mightily given to strange 
fancies. 

Donna Ang. I hope you cautioned him to be sober ? 

Ger. Oh ! yes, my lady. But I must run down to be 
in the nay, in case don Caspar should come.— /'to Per-^ 
tilla aside) Your fortune's made, you jade. [exit 

Per. Ah ! — upon my word, ma'am, 1 can't but applaud 
yonr resolution — I didn't thutk you bad so much spirit. 
Make your escape by ail means ; but as to your place of 
retreat, I dont much relish it, I nuist confess. 

Donna Ang. Since Alonao is false— every t!)ing-^every 
place is indifferent to me. A convent is the only sanctu- 
ary I can fly to. Within its holy walls I shall be secure 
from every disturber — except memory. 

Per. Ah ! the best of it is, you never see those false 
perjured wretches, men. But then, as you observe, 
ma'am, one will be apt to be distiirljed by the thoughts , 
of them sometimes. For my part, thougli I should dislike 
nothing so much in a convent as their odd dresses, I'm sure \ 
f ii^ver saw any thing so unbecoming. One would thjnk ^ 



Act illj SALAMANCA *j3 

such a niiinber of women shut up together might set their 
heads to work, and contrive soinetliiug better than those 
queer out oi" the way things, 

Donna Ang. Hcigho ! 

Per. Dout be cast dovni, nja'ara — things may turn out 
better yet thaii burying oneself alive. No — no — I'm sure 
I'll never suffer you to commit such a sin — I hope to be 
p,ble to prevent it. 

Donna Ang. You ! 

Per. Hem ! I say nothing, but if ever it should happen 
—I say, if ever it should happen, ma'am, that I have it 
in my power 

Don Gas. (without) No — no — I'll go myself. 

Donna Ang. Heavens ! my lather ! fly, Peililla, before 
lic sees yon. 

Per. I fly ! no indeed, ma'am, you must excuse me. 
Let him come — I'm only doing niy duty, and I'm not 
airaid. 

enter don gaspar. 

Do7i Gas. So, mistress, pray are you heyday ! mad- 
am! [to Pertilla).yon here ? I thought I ordered you 
not to go near my daughter ? 

Per. Well, sir, suppose yon did ? 

Do?i Gas. 8uj>pose I did ! why, then, madam, I expect- 
ed to be obeyed. 

Per. Why then, sir, yon see you're mistaken. I was 
liired to wait on donna Angelica, not on you. 

Donna Ang. Fy ! ff I Pertilla. 

Don Gas. Wliat do you mean, you jade, by this lai. 
giiage to me ? 

Per. (aside) Hang the old fellow ! I dont mind him. 
I shall be above his anger soon, and I'll speak my mind 

ely. 

Don Gas. Answer me, I say. What do you mean by 
|Lhis style of speaking ? 

' Per. Sir, my style of speaking is sufl[iciently intelligi 
ble. I spoke plain purposely, that I might not be above 
the level of your capacity. 

Donna Ang. Pertilla ! 

Don Gas. You saucy jade ! — vou impudent baggage 
E 2 



54 STUDENTS OF [Jameson 

zounds ! if it wasn't that you wore petticoats, I'd knock 
yon «>own. 

Donna Ang. Pray, sir, forbear. — Pertilla, I am sur- 
prised at you. 

Per. Oh, ma'am, I thank you, I want neither ally nor 
mediator. I like to see old men in a passion — it circu- 
lates their blood, and does them a vast deal of good. As 
to my petticoats, sir, they shan't prevent your magnani- 
mous designs, for I'm a follower of the fashions, and wear 
tione. 

Don Gas. Hussy ! hussy ! hussy ! 

Donna Ang. Sir, I beg of you not to mind her. 

Per. Yes, yes, sir, I beg, you wont mind me, and then 
we shall be on an equal sooting. 

Don Gas. I shall choke. Get out of my house, hussy, 
get out of my house. 

Per. I intended it, sir, in an hour, but, to oblige you, 
I'll go sooner. 

Don Gas. Out of my house, Jezebel, impudence per- 
vsonified. 

Per. Ma'am, I shall hope for the pleasure of seeing 
yon I 

Don Gas, No parleying, hussy, no parleying. Out 
this moment. 

Per. Sir, your servant. 

Don Gas. Oh ! nsadara, I shan't part with you, till 
yo!i''r<; fairly out. 

Per. Sir, I beg you will not give youreelf this trouble. 

Do7i Ga^. Away, you saucy jade, you paragon of cham- 
bermaids. 

Per. Ha ! ha ! ha ! 

[exit — don Gasparfollomng inarage 

Donna Ang. Tiiis behavior of Pertilia's is so strange, 
she certainly mu>t have some design in it. Yes— it must 
be so. She may peiiiaps have drawn him off, to favor 
ray escape. Tiie passages are all open ; it is a favorable 
moment, and I fear my iathei' may be instigated by hi?; 
rage to confine me more closely. My heart almost fails 
me, but if 1 hesitate, I may be lost. [exit 

END OF THE THIRD ACT. 



Act IV] SALAMANCA 5^ 

ACT IV. 

SCENE I — a garden-wall and gate — night. 

enter don alonzo. 

Tis about the lime. Night throws her veil over the 
face (>r nature, and shields crime ami riot from the daunt- 
ing lidit of heaven. What folly is it to run myself thus 
on the stake ! why do I seek what will only render me 
miserable ? yet the assurance of my wretchedness will 
confer a partial happiness. Oh, Angelica ! Angelica ! 
object of my earliest wishes, my latest sighs ; with what 
trans[)ort have I hailed the moment ol* our mseting, and 
now, alas ! I tremble at every footstep, lest it should be 
thine, (music behind)— What was that ? 

(music is heard mellon'ed by distance — afier a short sym* 
phoni/, the following stanza is sung J 

In vain, ye envious winds, ye bear 
Oir.' music from the sleeping fair. 
Kind echo saves the fleeting strain. 
And wafts it to her ear again. 

Don Alon. Some lover happy in his mistress's smiles. 
Ah I soason of Joy, where no cloud o'ershado»vs, but a 
sigh can dissipate ! — he conies this way ! [retires aside 

enter don christoval. 

Don Chr. Hang the time, how it creeps ! I'm sure all 
the clocks in Salamanca are too slow. 

Don J Ion. Tis Christoval J—li^ must be accustomed 
to the haunt. 

Don Chr. I'm always so confoundedly impatient — 
that's t!ie worst of me. When I go a journey, I'm never 
easy till I get to tlje end of it. When I begin a book, 
one sitting brings nie from the title-page to thehnis. When 
I hear a sermon, i'm on the fidgets till it's over. Some 
fellows now will take these things very coolly — will care- 
fully note you the memorabilia between every milestone, 
dog's-ear a book with fifty diifereut readings, and quietly 



5G- STUDENTS OF [Jameson 

doze through a sermon till the amen comes, like the great 
bail at an old mansion, and wakens them out of their sleep. 
— Ha ! what was that ? 

Don Alon, The gate moves ! be still — be still, my 
heart ! 

(Angelica appears at the gate) 

Don Chr. Tis her, by V^enns I hist ! hist ! senora ! 

Donna Ang. (comes forward ) Is it yop., senor ? 

Don Alon. Tis her — tis her ! I am petrified — ^my blood 
is frozen. 

Don Chr. Yes, my Angelica, tis I. 

Donna Ang. Let us haste ttien. v 

Don Alon. (rushes forward) Stay— stay — perjured, 
abandoned woman ! 

Donna Ang. Oh ! heavens ! 

Don Chr. A!onzo ! 

Don Alon. Stfiy, til! yon see the just resentment of an 
injured husband hurled on your paramour, (draws his 
sword) 

Donna Ang. Alonzo ! Alonzo ! for heaven's sake for- 
bear. You arc deceived— you are deceived, (hangs on 
him) 

Don Alon. Trno — true — I am — I am deceived. Oh ! 
Angelica ! Angelica ! 

Don Chr. What can this mean ? why, Alonzo— — 

Don Alon. Ha ! that voice rouses me. I will not be 
unmanned. Away™ away — thou specious sorceress 
Guard yourself, str. 

Don Chr. Hey! 

Donna Ang. What madness possesses you ? 

(Aminta ay cars at the gate) 

Don Chr, He has had a hard run upon his head, foiN 
he seems out of Jiis wits. 

Do7i Alon. Am I taunted — ridiculed! unhand mcwo« 
man — [breaks from Angelica) sir, youshalllearn wheth- 
er I be serious or not. (pushes at don Chrutoval — Amin- 
Ija rushes fonvard, and holds him) Ha ! 

X)on Chr. Say you so, tlien 

Vq7}na Ang. (holds don Christovat) Forhsir senor^ 



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forl)par, wlioevcr you arc — fly this moment, I entreat, I 
command you fly. 

Don Alon. No. madam, no, your paramour shall not 
escape me — (stmc^glcs mth both the woraen) 

Donna Am. Fly, snnor, fly. 

Don Chr. LuHes, I must beg to be exeused-^1 can't 
fly, unless one of yon angels carry me with you. 

Don Almi. I am the sport of them. Well, sir, well 
-Trthe women are your safeguards now, but I siiall find a 
tune 

Donna Ang. Stay, Alon^o. Will you not hear me ? 

Don Alon. Hear you I I have listened to you too long, 
insidious woman. This heart — this aching henrt is my 
testimony. I have broke your chains secure as you might 
tiiink them. Tliough lacerated 'with the struggle, and 
tx)in with wour!<]s so deep seated, Ihey never can be heal- 
ed. Go — go— falsest of thy sex — impose on those who 
know thee not, 1 have done with thee for ever. [^exit 

Donna Ang. Alonzo ! Alonzo ! barbarian ! this must 
be premeditated ciueUy^— Alonzo ! Alonzo ! [exit 

Donna Am. Angelica ! she is gone! what can this 
njcaii ? wliither can she ,be fled ? 

Don Chr. Is it you, madam ? 

Donna Am. For lieaven's sake, sir, fly after her and 
sav^- h"r. 

Don Chr. What, that ether lady ? where, madam, 
wiipre ? I know as little about her as you do. All I know 
is 1 know nothing. 

Donna Am. You can be no gentleman, sir, to refuse 
assistance in tiiis extremity. I'll fly myself rathcr^ 

Don Chr. Oh ! oh ! for mercy's sake, madam, dont leave 
me — [sUys his handkerchief round kis leg) oh I oh ! 

Donna Am. What's the matter ? 

Don Chr. Alas! madam — I would readily have exe- 
cuted your commands, but — oh ! — I am desperately 
wounded. 

DonM/i Am,. Wounded ! 

Don Chr. My strength fails me, that I can scarce ■ 

(reels towards Aminia, and leans on her) — oh ! 

Donna Am. Good heavens ! let me run for assistance. 

J)on Chr. ]Soy mad^im, no — I would rather die here 



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than you sho:']! be discovered. Yoiir reputation is dear- 
er to me tn.in life. 

Uonna Am. Yonv Hie ! h it -o sedotis? 

Don Chi'. Alas ! naailaiii, I ll;ar so. But yet if I were 
to di;: I! ,->}, yonr repntutiopi might be mare eruiangered. 

Dijnna, Jm. i care not what concerns me, so that ' 
can save you. I'll dy this raom^ it- — — 

Don Chr. Ah ! rn;idam, it'yo-j leave me, J shall eea^ 
to exist. Life will ebb at once, when its sweetest sjla... 
is away. '"•' ' 

Donna Am. What ■^oall I do ? dearest don Christoval 
- — I a«i so coni'used 1 1: jon' not what I say ;— what can be 
done *? 

Don Chr. If v permit an, madam, oniy to 

lean on you, I think i eo'rdd manage to erawl to ray lodiv- 
ings, which are near. It is dark, or 1 would sooner d; 
than expose yon— oh ! 

Donna Am. For heaVea's sake then come— I scare 
know what I am about— I am terriiied to death — pray 
do not deSay. Nay — nay — leDu on me. 

Don Chr. Oh I a thousand il};u}ks, my sweet geueroii: 
angel — oh ! [cxeu.- 

enter rERTiLLA. 

So, here I am at last, and lis well I arn, I never vvas > 
frightened in my life. I have fought ray way througU 
crowds of iincountered shopboys and brainheateusl^idehts," 
(Geronhno appears at the gats) To be sitre, a genteel 
looking figure out alone at this time of night is enough • 
to 

Ger. Hist ! hl>i ! Fertilla ! 

Per. Hey! wiuVs that? 

Ger. f advancing J Is it you, Pertilla ? 

Per. Oh ! sir, is it you ? I protest I tiiought it was don 
C^hri^^toval. 

Ger. What, is he not come ? 

Per. I am but this moment come myself— I'm sure I 
thought I should never 

Ger. Bless my soul ! we must march, girl, we raus^ 
match. This is no place for us now. My young lady 
iws escaped, and don Gaspar is on the alarm. 



Act IV] SALAI\TANCA 5^ 

Per. ]My mistress esraprd ! 

Ger. Yes, but— ha ! what if 1 have it — I have it. 

Per. Ilry ! have niiat ? 

Ger. A schoriic, yon jade, a scheme ; — ay ! ay ! mine 
(s the head. Look'e — don Chri-^toval takes you to he 
donna Angelica — ten to one but he has heard of her es- 
cape — now yon shall l:y to liim directly — declare what 
you have done was for him and claim his protec- 
tion. My head to a barber's 1)lock but he snaps at the 
oppoilunity, whips yon oflf, red-hot, to some matrimonial 
forge, and gets a clever workman of a friai' to rivet you 
together before any thing can be discovered. 

Per. Hum ! but 

Ger. No butting — no butting. Now or never — come 
along, I'll show you where he lives — there's no time to 
lose. 
, Per. Lord ! sir — I tremble so — 

Ger. Zounds ! come along — every thing must out 
soon, and then we're done tor. One must use one's wits, 
child, in this world, and cheat in one's turn, in order to 
gain an honest livelihood. 

Per. But only think, m' — 

Ger. Only think ! only act. I plan — you execute — 
leave me to think. 

Don Gas. (rvithout) Have you searched the garden ? 

Ger. Zounds ! there's don Caspar ! away — away. 

Per. I wish I had never — 

Ger. Come along — come along. [exeunt 

enter froTn the gate, don gaspar and servants. 

Don Gas. I heard a noise here but now — she must 
certainly have gone this way. Ha ! I think I see a fig- 
ure stealing along yonder — yes, it approaches ; — softly, 
softly — lay close. (they move back J 

enter don daphnis, 

Don Daph. Hugh ! hugh ! how the night air catches 
one's breath. That's the worst of my impatience — I 
have forgot my lozenges. Hugh ! hugh ! I can't speak 
without a hugh ! h>igh ! I prot<;st though I feel wondcr- 
ffully lively— would the charming creature was come. 



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Don Gas. (aside J Who have we here ? 

Don Daph. What a flaming paragraph will this affair 
make in a newspaper. When I enter a party I shall be 
sainted with an universal — " that's him.'''' Then as I 
walk tlie streets the damsels will be quarrelling with each 
other ibr a peep through tlie lattices, while the duennas 
douii with their veils, and luirry home with their chargr _ 
es, like a brood of chickens from a hawk. 

Don Gas. (aside) I should know that voice ! 

Don Dafh. Hey I what was that ? it's plaguy dark 
— ^I doiit much like the place. What's that moving ! — 
(don Caspar motions the servants to advance) — I'm sure 
i heard something breathe. 

(goes on tiptoe to a corner, don Caspar, &'c. advancing to 
encircle him, stumble against each other) 

Don Gas. Where is he ? who's there ? 

DonDaph. (aside) Oh ! lord ! oh! loixi ! what shall 
I do ! ' 

Don Gas. Guard every avenue, and l>e on the watch ^ 
— some one is here, I am certain ; — wiioever it is, they 
shan't escape us. 

(they grope about — don Daphnis holds a pocket handker- 
chief to his mouth, and appears laboring with a cough 
— at last he bursts out — ) 

Don Daph. Hugh ! hugh ! hugh ! oh lord ! oh Joi'd ! 
hugh ! hugh ! hugh ! 

Don Gas. Ha ! here he is. (they bring him forward) 
who are you, sir, and what are you doing here ? 

Don Daph. Sir, I am a student ot the university, and 
am come here to hugh ! hugh ! hugh ! 

Don Gas. Oh ! sir, is it you ? — 1 suspect tliis fellow. 
— Look'e, sir, this is the second time I have tbund you 
hovering about my house suspiciously. 

Don Daph. Sir, it is hard a gentleman can't take the 
air — 

Don Gas. Take the air, sir, you came, sir, to take my^ 
daughter. You are in league, sir, with don Christoval— • 
confess, siri%h, confess. 

Don Daph. Sir, I dont understand this treatflieut. V 
am a gentleman, and I expect--* 



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Don Gas. A «entlrin;in. sir, a gontlemarr ! this miy 
be a plan to mak*> me losr time. Here, j3at this gentle- 
man in tl.e (lark cellar, and keep him secure till I return- 

Don Daph. Sir ! sir ! hear me a moment — 

Don Gas. Confess all you knou', sir. 

Don Dapfi. I w ill sir, I will. 

Don Gas. Aii ! where is she ? where is she ? 

Don Daph. Indeed, I dont know, sir. 

Don Gas. ZoTUiils ! sir, do you banter rae ? yes, yes, 
this is ajscheme to detain me ; — take him in — take hini 
in. 

Don Daph. T II never have any thing more to do with 
her. 

Don Gas. So — so — then you are in the plot — in league 
with don Christoval ? where has he taken her to, sir — 
hey ? . 

Don Daph. I protest to you, sir, I know nothing of 
^don Christoval. I was only to have taken her to the 
nunnery. — 

Don Gas. Hey ! to the nunnery ! to tJie nunnery I 
bl&ss my soul I wim knows but — take him in — take him 
in — there's no time to lose. I'll find her before I sleep. 

Don Daph. Oii ! lord ! oh ! lord ! the devi! take the 
women — I'll never look at a petticoat again. 

[exeunt don Daphnis 7vUh some of the servants 

Don Gas. Here, you Perez, run tor an alguazil, aiid 
follow me to the nunnery. I'll find her if she be in Sal- 
amanca, [ejciin! 

scEXE u — a street, 
enter angelica. 

Donna Jng. I am bewildered in the maze of the 
streets and know not which way to turn. Cruel — cruel 
Alonzo ! what can have perverted thy nature thus ? the 
sacr*d obligation he has entered into, entitles me to his 
protection, and not to demand it in this exigence may on- 
ly strengthen the delusion t.'iat misleads him. 

enter miguel. 

Mig. That flask has given me a proper degree of as- 
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laance. I'm ripe for a frolk; noK. If breaking lamps 
aihl hamstiiiiging watchmen wasn't out of fashion — 
Donna Ang, Senor ! 

Mig. Tiic deuce take the girls, tliey're alw?.ys at onr. 
A fine figure, like me, is sure to attract 'em. 
Donna Ang. Senor ! 

Mig. (mimics) Senora ! come here you little bag- 
^age ! 
Donna Ang. What shall I d.o 7 
3Iig. If you're Daphne, I'm Apollo — come here 
say. (catches hold of her) — Pray, my dear, what styl 
of beauty are you ? 
Donna Ang. Sir, I must beg— 
3jig. Beg — you little vagrant ! what, uith that pretty 
face ? there's sparkling peepers ior you ! I suppose, by 
your nightly rambles, the commissioners for ligiiting con- 
tract with you for the use of tliem ? 
Donna Ang. Let me go, fellow. 
Mig. Fellow ! you're looking at the lace on my doub- 
let '? it's a masquerade habit, my dear. 

Donna Ang. Whoever you are, sir, I iiitrcatyon to 
release me. For heaven's sake,- let me go. Ok! Alon- 
zo ! could you but see your Angelica now ! 

Mig. Hey ! Angelica ; zounds ! no^v I remember th( 
very voice I heard last night from the window — ray mas, 
ier's mistress. 

Donna Ang. Will you not release me ? 
Mig. First, senora, let me gain my pardon. If I'm 
not confoundedly mistaken, you are donna Angelica de 
Souza ? 
Donna Ang. Does he kiiow me ! 
Mig. Dont be alarmed, senora, you're near friends. 
You expected to meet some one to-night ? 

Donna Ang. What ! can this be the person Geroni- 
mo appointed ! how, sir — 

Mig. Gcronimo and I settled matters — I am in the 
secret — but mum— I'm a man of honor. 

Donna Ang. Tis he senor, I am Angelica de Souza. 
My situation is singular, but I cannot now explain — I ad- 
mit your apologies, on condition you convey me to the 
Calle Mayor — do you know one don Alonzo de Nunez ? 
Mig, jK;iow hiip I ay— as w<?JI as I do myself. 



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Donna Aug. That is Ibrtuuatc. Lead me Ihop. di- 
rectly to his residence. 

Mig. What to his ? to don Alonzo's ! 

Donna Ang. I tell you to don Alonzo's. Lose not a 
moment, but away. 

Mig. Well, senora, I'm at your service, (aside) V\\ 
take care, though my master siiall have tlie ret'uijal ot her. 
— Tills way, senora, tis but a \!\i\v steps. {e:xe\int 

enter don alonzo. 

Don Alan. Fool that I am — why do 1 suffer myself to be 
thus moved ! rise — rise— proud heart, and shake oft'thi;, 
bondage. No more shall this Angelica — the very name is 
magic and enthrals me. Oh ! woman ! vioman ! the 
solace and the scourge of life ! by thee man was first 
blest, and first uiwione. Pshaw ! pshaw ! I'll think of 
her no more. Not all her borrowed looks of angel 
swcetiiess, nor the repentant agonies of foiled hope shall 
move me. Vengeance alone be mine — this moment let 
me — Christoval may be guiltless, though she be treach- 
erous ; I must know all. One turn more to fortify my 
soul, and then to find him. [exit 

-. .^ enter don gaspar, and servants . 

Don Gas. I thougiit the rascal was delndi!ig me — not 
at the nunnery. No — no — she's not ghostly inclined. 
That rascal dou Christoval must have her. I'll find her 
if she be in Salamanca before I rest. They tell me he 
Jives in this stieet ; knock at every door till we find it, 
Away — away — [€;ce^mt 

scENK in — don ChrisiovaVs apartments. 
::^ enter miguel and angelica. 

Mig. Here we are, senora. It's well you met with 
me. I wait on don Alonzo, and having the key in my 
pocket, we've got snugly in, and not a soul the wiser. 

Donna Ang. I thank you, and must request you will 
fartiier oblige me by endeavoring to find him. 
. ,Mig. I'll go directly and see~ 



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Donna Ang. Am T secure from intrusion ? 

M^-g. If yo55r Iritiyship wil! step into the library, you'll 
be secure enor.g^i. ft's a sort of sanctum sanctorum- 
no one <vf r goes there. 

Jionna Ang. Yet stay — I particularly desire you will 
not mention tny nanjc to don Alonzo ; frame some ex- 
cusf", if possible, to bri;ig hiiri hither directly, but do not 
give him to understand I am here^. — Alas! that a name 
which once had such cliarms for his ear should now prove 
so discordant. 

M^g. This way, senora. [Angelica exit into a back 
room\ She's for an agreeable surprize I see. 1 believe 
she s right. I've often found the steam of the cooking 
spoil my -appetite, ("exit, but returns hastily) Dish 
me ! ht re s aiioUiter lady coming up stairs. What a gor- 
manuizrr my master is! I'm afraid I've been too prov- 
ident — too many tvntles. I'd better though for fear of 
accidents lock up this one. (locks the door J 

enter pertilla. 

Per. The door was open, so — ha ! is that him ? no — 
a servant. Bless me ! how ray heart beats. — Pray, sir, 
is don Christoval witliin? 

Mig. No, senora, but pray be seated, he's generally 
very punctual to his time, (aside J A smart jolly look- 
ing lass ! 

Per. What shall I do ? I begin to wish I had not 
been persuaded. 

Mfg. Pray be seated, senora. (aside) Sale's just to my 
taste now ! 

Per. My spirit begins to fail me. I'd better go be- 
fore he — 

Mig. There ke is—ii isear him. [exit 

Per. It's too late — J must go through with it. I never 
was so flustered in all my Hie. 

re-enter miguel. 

Mig. I'll be hanged if he hasn't brought another lady 
with him. 

Per. A lady with him ! what shall I do ? I shall be 
discovered ! for heaven's sake, senor, let me be gone be- 
fore rmseen>. 



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Mig. Bless you ! it's impossible — lie's coniing iij) — - 
J*d better get her otit of the way though — here, seiiora, 
here — uo place but the bed chamber — step in here- 
quick — quick. (Pertilla retires) 

The grand signor is a moderate man to uiy master. 

(Angelica knocks) 

Donna Aug. frvUhin) Senor ! 

jWg. Hush ! hush ! (opens the door) lay still, here are 
.some strangers coming. 

Per. (peeping) Is he come ? 

3Iig. iVIum ! mum! — P 11 shut the door. For heaven's 
sake, senora, keep quiet, here's some young fellows com- 
ing up rather mellow, so I'll lock the door, (locks it) 

Per. Senor ! 

Mig. Confound it! you'll be seen — I tell you. There's 
no key to that door. Hist ! here they come, I'd better 
move off and get out of the scrape. [eitit 

enter don curistoval and aminta. 

Don Chr. One step more, and now — my charming 
girl, how can I thank you for this tender solicitude ? 

Donna Am. You seem revived, sir ? 

Don Chr, Revived, madam, I am past life's limit, and 
in paradise. 

Donna Am. What do you moan, sir ? 

Don Chr. First, madam, to solicit your pardon for the 
feint I have used. 

Donna Am. Good heavens ! is it possible ! have you 
betrayed me hither ? but why do I remain a moment — 

Don Chr. (detaining her) Stay, stay, my fair angel ! 

Donna Am. Sir ! sir ! tan you have tlie baseness — 

Don Chr. I have only lined you to a place of safety, 
i^iy sweet girl. The deceit is an evidence of my truth ; — 
«ven in the glowing moments oi rapture 1 an) t^mperod 
into discretion by the care of your uelfare and reputa- 
tion. 

Donna Am. Release me, release me. 

Don Chr. Fai- be it from me, like savage idolaters, t(* 

constrain my idol to bless me. (kneels) In this lo.^ly 

attitude, which best becomes ifae, let m^^ sue foi" puilon 

and merit by humility what I dare not otherwise aspire to. 

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Donna Am. Sir — I, I — 

Don Chr. (aside) She's coming, faith ! this fustian 
tickles her ears. Sooner shall the fixed stars — 

Don Jlon. (wiihout) I must — I will see him. 

Don Chr. Hey ! 

Donna Am. Heavens ! some one is coming ! 

Don Alon. (without) No matter — I must see him. 

Don Chr. Be not alarmed, my angel, no one shall 
dare — 

Donna, Am. Oh ! sir ! sir ! what shall I do ? 

Don Chr. Retire, my sweet girl, into this room awhile. 
[goes to the door where Pertiila is) ha ! sure 1 saw some 

one! — pshavr ! the flapping of the curtains. Here— 

here— on the faith of a gentleman and a sincere adorer, 
J will preserve you from every danger. 

Donna Am. This is the fruit of my designing ! [exit 

Don Chr. Tis Alonzo ! his tone seems high too ! 

enter don alonzo. 

Don Alon. So, sir, you are here though you would 
be denied to me ? how guilt weakens the fibres of the 
soul, and unbraces the spirit. I have known you in the 
sallies of intemperate mirth, bold as an hungry lion, but 
now you huve an enemy within that shakes your soul, 
anil makes your courage droop. 

Don Chr. No, faith, you're quite out there. I confess 
my soul has been dancing a seguidilla for this hour or 
two, but it has not, as you seem to think, been scared into 
merriment, like a negro in a slave ship. 

Don Alon. Palti y jester ! think not to turn the edge 
of my resentment. This frivolous humor, sir, is ill suit- 
ed to your purpose. I am not to be trifled with. 

Don Chr. Pardon me, my dear fellow, but if you'll 
go and order a light repast at the next posada, I'll come 
and hear you spout as long as you will. I have a prob- 
lem in natural philosophy first to solve — 

Don Alon. Do you think, sir, tliis lightness passes on 
jne for the coolness of innocence ? sir, I am come on no 
trivial occasion. You have wronged me in a way that no 
^ecorapense^an soften, or revenge satiate. I come to de- 
mand from you the confirmation of my niisery and you'' 



Act IVj .SALAMANCA 6? 

guilt'. Stand ]>oldly forward — ^yoii have a sword hrsule 
you — teil rae you have kaovvingly m ured me, and then 
unsheath it. ^ 

DonChr. The almanac's wrong — I see the moon's at 
the tull. My apprehension is like a cart norsc — I spur 
it to no purpose — it only (lounders about anti blinus me 
with dust. I'm enveloped in a toff and a storm mi; 
cjear it, but if you'll have the goodness to postpone your 

fuiy awhile, I shall take it as a favor 

, " Ni (aciat, praria ae terras, cceliunque protundum. 

*' Quippe ferant rapidi secum, verrantque per auras.'* 

Don Alnn. Did I require a proof, his nianuer aliords 
it. Daslai dly traitor I no evasion shall save you. To 
trifie longer would be to equal your meanness. Dtaw, 
sir, draw. Love, friendship, every feeling of regard 
which once possessed ray breast is turned to its opposite, 
and revenge alo'je — revenge, warm as tlie bligiitea love 
which calls it forth, now fills my heart. 

Don Chr. (aside) Uis head is tiu-ned — I had better 
humor him. — Come, come, ray dear fellow, put up your 
sword, and let us talk coolly on the siibject. 

Don Alon. Coolly, sir ! tell the wretch upon the 
wheel to smile. Draw, sir, draw and defend yourself. 

Don Chr. Nay then, if you will — 

( Am hit a rushes out J 

Donna Am. Hold ! hold ! for heaven's sake forbear ! 

Don Alon. Ha ! who have we here ! 

Don Chr. Pray, madam, dont come uea,r us. 

Dimna Am. What madness is this ? 

Don Chr. Stark madness, madam. 

Do}i Alon. Faithless, even in his love, 

Donyyj, Am. (sinks into a' chair J I am overc<une 
with emotion. , 

Don Chr. Be not alarmed, ray Angelica. 

Don Alon. Angelica I - 

Don Chr. I have a heart and hand ready and able to 
protect you. 

Don Alon. Some new device! again, sir, your female 
friends have snatched you from my reseqtraent, but no de- 
Jay can cool it. 

Don Chr. Stay, sir, it is my turn to be peremptory. 



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1 have someiliing to insist on as well as you. You are 
apt, I see, to conceive odd iancies. You may thmk as 
you will of me, but if that lady should be your subject, . 
let me recommend temperance. Her situation may give-' 
occasion to suspicion, but if any such ideas should rise 
in your liiind, they are reheh to truth and purity. 

Don Alon. Oh I sir— I have learnt discretion. I know 
well neither eyes or ears should be trusted in these cases. 

Donna Am. (aside) Surely it is him ! 

Don Alon. Your servant, madam. 

Donna Am. Stay, sir, stay. Is not your name Alon- 

20? 

Don Alon. I believe it is, imadam, but I have nearly 
forgot myself. 

Donna Am. Are you not acquainted with donna An? 
gelica de Souza ? 

Don Alon. Ay — madaui, IknomhGY now, 

Don Chr, Yes, yes, madam, he knows you weU 
enough. 

Donna Am. You are mistaken, sir, and, from what I 
liave heard and seen, I believe you are not the only one 
under delusion. 

Don Chr. Hey ! 

Donna Am. {to don Alonsa) By your voice, sir, you 
should be the same that was with donna Angelica just 
now. Where is she? 

Don Alon^ That gentleman, madam, can best answer 
you. 

Don Chr. What the deuce is this ! pray, madam, are 
you not donna Angelica de Souza ? 

Donna Am. No, indeed, sir, I am not. 

Dq::, Alon. No, no, madam, he knows nothing of you. 
Why do I suffer myself to be thus played on ? 

Am. Let me intreat you, sir, one moment stay. I fear 
1 have been the cause of much confusion ; and perhaps a 
candid avowal will not only account for my being here 
with some degree of propriety, but may tend to clear up 
some points which appear dark to all of us. You wrote 
a letter, sir, 1 think to donija Angelica de Souza ? 

Don Chr^, Ay, mad;im, to donna Angelica de Souza, 
'■^r so this Ciirdenio. here, informed me you wete named. 



Act IV] SALAMANCA t)» 

Don Alnn. Ha i 

Am. Thon you int«Midod it for me ? 

DonChr. i es, miulam, hist t!i<' m xt time I write to 
you 1 shall direct '* to the most mcnmimrahle ofhcrscx.,'^ 
and tlirn there will be no ie:ir ot mistakes. But you did 
get the letter ? 

Am By accident it fell into my haads. To determine 
wh( ther it was a mistake or not, I answered it ia donna 
Angelica's name. 

Don Alan. But were you not, sir, with donna An- 
gelica last niiht ? 

Am. Ay, sir, locked up in a closet ? 

Don Alan. Yes, yes, let him answer that. 

Am. Yfs, yc?, let him answer that. 

Don f hr. Tiiat I can soon do — I was. But, faiths it 
was all a mistake. Seeing alight in a window oi the 
house where my treasure lay, my iiopes whispered it 
might be you. I tapped — torwy surprise down slid a lad- 
der, which I am now inclined to think was int< ndci,' for a 
ceitain person who shall be nameless. Full of fin- and 
biugundy, up I went at avfutiue. The swooning and 
scrcaming which greeted me 1 suppose roused the fami- 
ly ; and I should have been caught but for the alertness 
of the chambermaid, who whipt me otl'before I could be 
discovered. 

Am. Ha ! can it be ? 

Don Alon. And this is fact. 

Per. (ruihing out ofttie room) Every syllable as 1 can 
vouch. 

iZjlon. I^^rt""'' 

Don Chr. What the deuce ! 

Per. I can contaui myself no longer, I am so over- 
Joyed. I told you all this, sir, before. I told yo\» so — 
I told you it was all a mistake. (a noise without) 

enter miguel. 

Mig. Sir, sir ! here's a whole regiment of alguazils 
thundering at the door. They swear y<>u've stolen a lady, 
and are come to search for her. 

' Don Chr. Blockhead, bar the door— fly with we— 
what a situation ! [ejcit with Miguel 



7U STUDEN'IVS OF [Jamesou 

Am. What will become oi' lue ? what shall I do ? I 

wontgoiaio iii- i}ea-c]iambfci\ I'm determined . 

(runs arid tries the library do(rrJ 
Per. So, so, lier kdysliip is caught. I thought as 
lUiieh. 

Am. Sif, sir ! for heaven's sake assist rae. 
Don Alon. Madam, 1 — it U locked. 

[both imsk at the dom') 
Per. I had better shift for myseli'. 
Ang. fiviihliij Sciiioivis it you? 
Per. Hey ! 

DortAloR. (:.iarts back) Ila ! that voice! 
Am. Angelica there ! then 5 am right after all. 

fshs retires to the other chamber J 
Ang. Open toe 
Per. My mifitrc 

Don Alon. Open Li.c ;iuui, iii.a<aiii ! — vuu aro too iai- 
patient — ^1 am not gone yet. " 
Ang. Alouzo ! is it you ? stay, stay — 
Don Alon. I have seen enongli. [exit 

(a noise without] 
Ang. Alonzo I Alouzo ! 

Per. Ma'aia I ma'am I {going to the door) 

[Pertilla tries the door) 

enter don christoval, don gaspae, servants, S>'c. 

Don Chr. Sir, this is the strangest conduct — donna 
Angelica is not here. 

Don Gas. IMl be satisfied of that, sir, before I quit the 
—ha ! that jade here ! so, so—I am right I see— 

Ang. For heaven's sake open the door. 

Don Chr. Hey! 

Don Gas. Ha ! is she there ? yes, yes, madam, you 
shall come out. — Get out of the way, hussy — fastened! 
force it, force it. . 

[Amenta slips out while don Gaspar, &*c. are occupied 
with the door) 

Don Chr. This is the strangest piece of business !— 
{the door is opened and Angelica brought out] 

Don Gas. So, so, madani— 



Actir] SALAMANCA 71 

jing. My father ! — where is my Alonzo, where is he .' 

Don GaK. Now, sir, now — whi^ithavo you to say " 

Don Chr. Nothing, sir, nothing. 1 have sent my wits 
on a venture, anti tlif^y are hot yet I'eturned. 

Don Gas. And w hat have you to say, madam ? 

{to Angelica) 

ying. I am at a loss, sir, how — 

Don Gas. Ay, ay ! T thought you would Iiave had n 
tale at your fingei-s' ends. 

Per. No, sir, slie need disguise nothing. 

Don Gas. Hey 1 

Per. My lady's innocence I am sure can be fully prov- 
ed. Speak out, ma'am, 1 beg of you, and clear yourself. 

Don Gas, Here is a jade for you ! her innocence, and 
found in his very house — in don Ciiristoval's own house. 

Ang. How, sir ! and is this don Christoval's ? 

Don Chr. Hey ! 

Per. Ay, ay — I tnew there must be some mistake — 

Dofi Gas, Zounds ! why do I listen to this ! come^ 
madam, you must maich.— Sir, your servant — I leave you 
and your agent there to plot what you please — get my 
daughter again if you can. 

A7ig. One moment, sir, let me explain— 

Don Gas. No, no, come along. 

Ang. Sir, sir ! 

Don. Gas. Come along, you jade. 

[exeunt don Gaspar, Angelica, &,'c.. 

Per. rdgive the world to speak with her. [exit 

Don Chr. What a whirl my head's in ! my ideas are 
as merry, dancing about — stop, sto{» — there's no need of 
my soliloquizing — 1 needn't engross the whole convf rsa- 
tioji to myself. Which room has slie hid herself in '! 
[goesjirst to one door then to the other) madam, madam ! 
not there. — Madam ! madam ! they're gone — the devil ! 
she's gone to — 'sdeath ! have I lost her ? if so, I have 
lost myself. [exit 

Yet in my breast the vfvid feeling reigns, 
For still the life of life, my hope remains. 



END OF THE FOURTH ACT. 



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ACT V. 

SCENE I — the same, 
enter don christoval and miguel. 

Don Chr. So, sir, it was you that caused all tliis con- 
tusion ? 

Mig. Sir, I did every thiajr for the best, but, upon my 
soul, unless you Tavor me with a descriptive list oi your 
female visitors, it wi'i be totally impossible forme to 
avoid mistakes. 

I) on Chr. Do yonjest, sirrali ? ; 

1^1 ig. Oh lord ! no, sir— I was never graver in my life. 
I'm sure you must own, a mail that hasn't been in bed* 
the.to liAO nigjits cant have miveh spirit for jesting. j 

Don Chr. Conibund your ofheious med<Uing ! (a knock) \ 

:^! who that U.~-{c.y:ii Miguel] How cursed unlucky ! 

■ast'uiien in sight of port to be driven ofFwitli such a^ 

niiirlwind. {knock again) 

re-enter miguel. 

3!iig. Ay, ay — patience if you please. Pray, sir, am« 
I to open the <!oor ? j 

Don Chr. What do you mean ? I 

Mtg. There's a woman at it. I peeped through the key| 
liole, an«i, as well as 1 could see, I think it's the samel 
mi'idle sized yotuig woman that was here — 

Don Chr. Let her in, directly. 

Ttiig^. Let her in, sir ? 

Don Chr. Let her in, I say. 

Mig. {aside) Tiie devii's in my master. [exit 

Don Chr. It miist be my closet friend — donna Ang:.'ii- 
ca's wMrain, I suspect 1 owe the pleasure ofhercom-^ 
;>any to irljguel also. 

enter pertjlla. 

Per. Oh ? sir ! sir ! sir ! sir ! 
Don Chr. llcy ! ^\hy what's the matter? 
Per. Pardon my ludeness, sir-— but, do yen know ar 
Thins; of don AIodzo ? 



Act V] SALAMANCA 73 

Do7i Chr. Not I, faith. 

Per. Then you've ruined us all. 

Don Cfy. The deuce I have ! 

Per. My f»oor dear mistress, ^vhat will become of her \ 



Don Chr. Why, what's goin^ on now 



Per. He's gone, sir, he's gone. 

Don Chr. Who gone ? 

Per. Don Alonzo, sir, don Alonzo. Left Salamanca 
before day-break — 

Don Chr. Left Salamanca ! 

Per. Ay, sir, and one of the sweetest creatures of na- 
ture's framing, whom nothing but his own rankling fancy 
could tarnish. — Guilty ! she guilty ! iftliere's a remnant 
of paradise on earth — tis she. 

Don Chr. Donna Angelica ? 

Per. Yes, sir, donna Angelica. They have been mar«« 
ried these three months, and this is the end of it. That 
I should hav*^ lived to see this ! for lieaven's sake, sir, 
on with your boots directly and set off after him. 

Don Chr. Where is he gone ? 

Per. No one knows whither. The rash unfeeling 
man ! 

Do7i Chr. Rash, indeed ! and was it mere suspicion of 
me 

Per. Your uutbrtunate mistake of donna Aminta has 
done it all. 

Don Chr. Ha ! then you know 

Per. This is no time for explanation sir ; but I over- 
heard all that passed here — no matter how — I'm a miser ; 
able young woman, sir ; but I deserve it all — judgment's 
Qome upon me. 

Don Chr. Dont distress yourself, my dear — 

Per. It's not for myself, sir ; I dont mind what becomes 
of me. But my poor dear sweet young mistress — it will 
be the death of her, it will. Had he struck a dagger in- 
to her heart, he couldn't have done it more surely. And 
for what ? mere wild fancies. It was a sin to doubt her. 
Ah ! sir, but for that unfortunate affair — wasn't it a mis- 
take, sir ? but I'm as bad as him to suppose otherwise ; I 
know she can clear herself if he was but here ; but he's 
ijoue, he's gone, he's gone,aad we shall never see him more . 



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Don Chr. I hope not, from my soul. 

Per. For heaven's, sake, sir, try to find him ; it's the 
least yoii can do to remedy the misfortunes your mis- 
takes have brought on us. 

Don Chr. That I'll do most readily. 

Per. Heaven grant you may be successful ! for my 
part I siidli never rest till I see him. I'll go to all the 
posadas, and give a description of his person. Not an 
acre in Spain will I leave iintrod ; and, if I dont find hira 
here, I'll advertise him in all the newspapers in Europe. 

[exit 

Don Chr. What an unlucky dog am I ! and yet after 
all, I dont see that I'm so much to blame ; how the 
deuce can a blind man see wlrat he stumbles over ! mar- 
ried are they ? I dont wonder at his jealousy. Happily 
1 can ease him on that score. Yet, surely he can't have 
been so mad as to — but why do I hesitate ? I may yet find 
him. — Stop, stop, let me settle my tiome affairs before I 
venture abroad. I have jealousy in another quarter to 
dea' with. Doima Aminta, I have got her name at last. 
That rascal Miguel shall go to her, and clear me— it won't 
do for me to venture — Miguel! Miguel! (calling) V\l. 
pen a candid account of my proceedings and request her 
to cross examine him— Miguel ! Miguel ! I believe she's 
tolerably inclined to listen to an ecclaircissement. Where 
can the fellow be ? why, Miguel — 

enter miguel. 

Where have you been, sirrah ! 

Mig. (yawning) A — w ! asleep on the stairs, sir. 

Don Chr. This is no time for sleeping ; we must be on 
the alert. I had need to have all my faculties about 
me. 

3 fig. Yes, sir — here I am. 

Don Chr. Your confounded oificiousness has brought i 
me into a scrape, and now you must stir yourself to get 
me out of it. 

Mig. Yes, sir. 

Don CA^. You must go to don Caspar's, and deliver a 
letter I shall give you into donna Aminta's own hand ; 
I'll trust no more to others. Give her a faithful account 
of your — 



Act V] SALAMANCA 7^ 

Mig. {i/anns) A — w ! 

Do7i Chr. Why, you rascal, you're asleep still? 

M}g. No, sir, I'm not. 

Don Chr. f shakes him J Awake, sir, awake. 

jyiig. Yes, sir, yes ; 1 am awake. 
. Do7i Chr. Do you think to rest, sir, when you've 
brought me into such disquiet ? — bring me pen, ink, .md 
|«.per, into my dressing-room directly, and take cur j; . ow 
you execute my orders, or I'll set you into a sleep that 
ishall last as long as the world. [exeunt 



scEXE II — don GUspar's house, 
enter amintta and don gaspar, meeting. 

Don. Gas. Ha! Aminta, are you there? why, zounds, 
I thought I had lost you. Where have you been hiding 
yourself? no one couidtell me what had become of you. 

Amin. Sir, I have been preparing tor my journey. 

Don Gas. Your journey ! what journey ! 

Amln. I intend, ^^ir, returning to Madrid directly. My 
stay in this house is so particularly disagreeable to yo«r 
daughter, that 1 can't possibly think of remaining any lon- 

^pon'Gas. Disagreeable to my daughter ! disagreeable 
:to'a fiddlestick. I'll not hear of it — I tell you I'll not hear 
'ofit— no,. no, -you're the only one now I can rely on ; 1 
can't. part with you. 

Amin. Indeed, m, i can't remain in any house where 
I'm ail object -of a>'fersipn, and considered as a prying in- 
truder; 

DbnCas. Paw ! paw ! your principles and conduct are 
too nice* for lier ; she can't bear so neai' a comparison — 
that's it. No, no, you never had any secrfl raectingF 
witli young feliows — riever carried on clandestine cor- 
resplendences — ncva- were found shut up in their closets 
— oh ! Aminta! Aminta! I havesuch a hi.'-tory to relate — 
you were in bed and asleep, 1 suppose, when it ail hap- 
pened ? 

Aiwn. I have heard, sir-- — . • - 

Don Gas. Hey ! what, of her running off aiid being 
found at don Cliiistoval's ? 



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Amin. Yes, sir, yes ; I have heard it all. 

Don Gas. Only think of that, now ; though I positive- 
ly forbade any one to speak of it ! if it gets wind, 1 shall 
be blown up. — Yon were right, Aminta, you were right. 
Don Christoval was the man. And yet, would you be- 
lieve it, they both of them had the audacity to protest 
innocence, 

Amin. I dont wonder at it at all, sir ; I believe him ca- 
I)able ot any thing. 

£)o7i Gas. Found locked up in his very lodgings ! can 
one have any doubt after that ? 

Amin. No, sir, I think not indeed. If he were to tall 
at my fe^t and swear himself to perdition, I would not 
believe him innocent ! a base treacherous man ! 

Do7i Gas. But what do you think of his — 

Amin. Pray, sir, let us drop the sunject ; it is not 
one I wish to dwell on. 

Don Gas. I like your feeling, .4minta, I like your 
feeling. It's a proof of a very amiable disposition to 
feel this way for one who has treated you so ill. 

Amin. Oh, sir — dont think his conduct affects me. 

Don Gas. Eh ! 

Amin. Her conduct — her conduct, I mean — that is— 
it does affect me — 

Don Gas. I see — I see it does. Oh ! tlie hussy ! to 
cast such a friend from her ; I can't part with you, child ; 
I can't part with you. You are tlie only one I can rely 
on, Aminta. [exit 

Amin, Ah, he little knows me. — Heigho ! pshaw !— 
what a silly creature I am to think about it. I wont think 
about it — 1 won't. No, I'll be perfectly unconcerned 
— I'mdetennined. Perhaps it may be as well to stay a 
little longer here, if it was only to show him how little T 
think about his conduct. Yes, and I'll try to fall in his 
way wherever he goes; I'll stare him full in the face 
whenever I meet him, and pass by with a dignitied air, to 
convince him that I'm nfit the least moved by the diy 
covery of his double dealing. Pshaw ! I'll think n^ 
nciore about him I'm determined. 



A ct V] SAL A M ANCA 7 7 

enter geronibio, crossing the stage. 

1 wonder if Geronimo knows any thing about this affair. 
Geronimo ! 

Ger. Yes, ma'am. 

Amin. Whither so fast ? wliy, you have grown quit<> 
young again. You are as nimble — ■ 

Ger. Ah ! I shall never be young again, ma'am, till F 
get to my second childhood. Not buF, thank heaven, I 
am well enough for my years. Six score and fi\'f next 
purification ; and excej)t a touch of the rheumatism now 
and then, a dimness in my sight, my hearing rather hard, 
and a troublesome wheezing sometimes, I have nothing 
at all to complain of. 

Amin. Being out at night is very bad for that sam<? 
wheezing of yours. Why, now, your ramble last night — 

Ger. Yes, ma'am, but I have an excellent remedy — 

Amin. I say your being out last night— 

Ger. To half a pint of syrup of poppies — 

Arnin. Yes, yes — I — 

Ger. Add half an ounce of guiacum — 

Amin. Well, well, 1 dont want — 

Ger. Let it stand — 

Amin. Ay, let it stand — for I cant attend to it now — 
a garrulous, tiresome — [ecrit 

Ger. Hum ! truly a whimsical sort of lady ! I wonder 
what can have become of Peitilla. I begin to be alarm- 
ed. Hey ! what do I see ! 

enter miguel cautiousli/. 

Mig. Hey ! senor, is it you ? • 

Ger. What, senor Miguel ! how came you here ? 

Mig. Why, seeing the parlor door open, I thought I 
might come up. 

Ger. Why, what do you want ? 

• Mig. Have you e'er a lady of the name of Aminta in 
tlie house ? 

Ger. Yes ; what then ? 

Mig. Give my compliments to her ; I beg the favor 
of two minute's private conversation. 

Ger. But what ? 

•Don Gas. f without J Geronimo { 
G 2 



78 STUDENTS OF [Jamesdii 

Chr. What do you want with her ? 

Mig. Mum ! 

Don Gas. Geronimo ! 

Ger. Comiua;, your worship ; any thing about — 

Mig. Mnmr 

Don Gas. Geronimo ! I say. 

Ger. I'm a-coming, your worship ; stop here two min- 
utes. I'm a-corain^^, your worship. [e^iU 

Mig. The old fellow thinks to pump me, but he'll 
find me as dry as a horse pond in summer. No, no,N 
nothing overflows with me. Let's see, have I got the 
letter ! ay, here it is — [takes it out) — I'm suie it's a won- 
der how my head is able to do so much business, consid- 
ering how I've been tagged of late. I may as well, 
though, rest myself a bit while I can — [draws a chair 
forward and sits) — a constant strain upon one's faculties, 
with one scrape or another ; not a wink of sleep either 
these two nights ; it's more than human nature can bear. 
Why, even a hackney-coach horse is allowed some rest 
— (yawns) — a — w ! a porter to a gaming-house has an 
easy life to mine ; sitting in a nice snug easy chair, ho 
may take a comfortable nap between raps, and bring him- 
self at last to the habit ot^— a — w ! opening — the— door 
— v.-ith-out — waking — a— w ! — ffalls aslccpj 

enter don Caspar. 

Don Gas, A headstrong perverse girl ! I fear I shall 
never be able to bend her to this match. If so, a nunne- 
ry slmll be her poitiou — [Miguel snores) — hey ! why, 
zounds ! wiiat have we- here ? a footman at his ease ! 
what's this he has got in his hand ! a letter — to — to — 
{reading the direction as Miguel holds the letter over his 
fcnec)— " to dor.na Aminta." Donna Aminta ! why, what 
correspondents can she have got here ! bless me ! 1 should 
know the livery — hey ! don Christoval's man ; the veiy 
rogue that refused me admittance ! with your leave, sir, 
I'll take the liberty of looking over your ]etteT-^[takes 
it gently out of MigueVs hand) — sure enough ! tis from 
don Christoval ! hey ! [reads) — *' from the moment I 
first met you in the Alracda" — so, so — "never absent 
from ray thoughts" — um, um — " mistook your name'* 



Aft V] SALAMANCA T9 

— iim. iim — " donna Angelica's secret union witli my 
friend <lon Alonzo de Nunez" — what ! what ! — which I 
presume you must now be acquainted with, lias caused 
her conduct to appear reprehensible ; but permit me to 
assure you, she is dcscrvin;^ of esteem and confidence. 
Jler being found last night in my lodgings, was owing to 
a mistake, which my servant can fully explain, if you 
will allow him to bear testimony to the purity of a char- 
acter, which I have been the nntbrtunate, though unde- 
signing, occasion of aspersing." — What ! what is this ! 
her secret union with don Alonzo de Nunez ! can this 
be fact, or a mere ! — no, no, it can't be a trick either. 
I'm lost in a maze ! this rascal may — stop, stop — not so 
cither. I have it, I have it ! — [goes to the table behind 
and writes) — I'll write an answer in Aminta's name, and 
request this don Christoval to come hither directly. Yes, 
yes, I must proceed cautiously ; I'm beset with strata- 
gem. So — [comesfor'ivard) — the gentleman sleeps sound 
— [slips tkc note between hisjingers) — there, now he may 
awake as soon as he pleases. — [retires, and throws down 
a chair at the side) 

Mig. [starts up) Coming directly, sir, coming di — 
hey I where am ( ! bless my soul, I've been asleep I 
Where's the note ? oh 1 here it is ! hey ! "to don Chris- 
toval d'Olvredo !" what the deuce is this ! the devil's 
been here, or perhaps the lady herself : it may be, she 
has been polite enough not to disturb me. Or who knows 
but I may have kept up a very spirited conversation in 
my sleep ! I've heard of such things. Mine's a very ac- 
tive head, I know. I'm awake now, however, and have, 
it seems, completed my business ; that's enough. Egad, 
if I fin(i I'm possessed of this dormant active quality, I'll 
demand double wages. [exit 

Don Gas. (comes forward) — you dog, you ; come to 
me, and I'll pay you. I dont know what to think of this ; 
there may be some design in it. Aminta must certain^ 
ly know more of this intriguing rascal, don Christoval, than 
she will allow. IMy best way is to dispatch her off in- 
stantly to Madrid. I shall then have a woman less to 
deal with, and that's a great matter in my favor. Oh I 
oh ! here she comes ! — hem I 



m STUDENTS OF [Jairlesou 

enter aminta. 

Play, Aminta, do yon know one Alonzo de Nunez ? | 

Amin. Sir ! .J 

Don Gas. (aside) I see she's confused. Be so good 
as to read this letter. 

Amin. f aside JWhdX can he mean ?— ha ! don Christoval ! 
— (reads to herself) 

Don Gas. Yes, yes, her guilt is evident. What an in- 
triguing set are these women ! fronri the cradle to the cof- 
fin, their whole business is designing; but I'll be a match 
for them. Well, and what have you to say ? 

Amin. I can't tell, sir, till ray own thoughts return; 
you've frightened them away. I begin though, to see a 
little around me. 

Don Gas. And what do yon think of the prospect ? 
Amin. Rather hilly, sir ; not very plain. This don Alon- 
zo stands at a distance, like an overshading mountain, and 
darkens every thing. 

Don Gas. Then you know 

yf mm. As little as you do, sir. I told you how don 
Christoval pursued me ; and I suppose, from the style of 
this letter, which I presume you prudently intercepted, 
this is some new manoeuvre of his. 

Don Gas. Hey ! a manoeuvre ! 

Amin. I have no doubt of it, sir ; it has all the appear- 
ance of one. Owing to a mistake, indeed ! a likely case. 
And 1 suppose Pertilla's being there was a mistake also. 

Don Gas. Why, how did you know Pertilla was 
there ? 

Amin. How did I know, sir ! w hy you know, sir, I — I 
told you how 1 knew As to don Alonzo, sir, your daugh- 
ter can soon satisfy you. For my part, 1 am perfectly sat- 
isfied. I want nothing more to convince me ; he needn't 
trouble himself; I can see plain enough through his design. 

DonGus. Aminta, I ask your pardon for my suspicions 
of you ; but I really began to think you were in league 
with him. Ay, ay, let him design ; he'll find his match. 
Now, what do you think Pve done ? 

Amin. What, sir ? < 

Don Gas.' Shown a little of the statesman ,* written ai| 

1 



Act V] SALAMANCA 81 

answer to this in your name, requesting to see him direct- 
ly.— Ha! ha! 

Aniin. In my name, sir, to sec him ! 

Don Gas. Yes, yes ; ami you'll have an oportunity to 
draw every tlsing from him. — Ha ! ha ! 

Amin. I see him, sir ! iinpossible. 

Don Gas. Pooh I pooh ! tiiere's no impropriety in it 
when 1 know it ; and you do it only to serve me. Hey ! 
can that be him already. Oh ! tlie fiery spark ! tis but a 
touch, and he (lies up. 

Amin. Surely, sir, you wouldn't think 

Don Gas. Not just now, there's no time for it. Do 
you sound him thorougtdy ; I'll go and question Angeli- 
ca. [exU 

Amin. A pietty situation I'm in ! I shall have him 
come vvitli all th<3 audacity of a sanctioned lover, and — it 
is him suie enough. 

enter don christoval. 

Don Chr. Confound ceremony when feeling's in the 
case ; I want no usher. Ha ! 

Asleep and dreaming as in bed I lay, 
Methought an angel stole my heart away : 
As with the theft the charming robber flew, 
I ran and caught her as I may do — you. 
Amin. Softly, sir ; you act the peace-officer ratlicr too 
naturally. 

Don Chr. No, madam, for no bribe can induce me to 
part with yon ; till you are fettered. Twill be a benefit 
to society to keep you from farther mischief. 

Amin. It is evident enough, then, that you pursue me 
only tor the sake of others. 

Don Chr. No, faifeh, madam, my charity begins at 
home. 
Amin. I believe it, sir. 

Don Chr. Nay, but it sometimes goes out visiting. 
Amin. Yes ; it has a very extensive acquaintance. 
Yon see, sir, you throw your wit in the air, and it falls on 
your own head. 
Don Chr, Vm sure, madam, you try my wit by yoiit 



82 STUDENTS OF [Jameson 

riddling. I thought all enigmas had been solved betvreen 
us. , ■ 

Amin. Sh', I cannot refrain from telling you, that your 
visit here was not requested by me. You have been lur- 
ed here by design ; and if you remain, you will have to 
solve more riddles than you imagine. 

Don €hr. Truly, madam, I am too seriously hurt to jest 
with my wound. That I have been lured here, I am 
fully sensible of; and yet I voluntarily yielded to the 
impulsion. 

Ainin. It is time, sir, I should leave you. Shall I inform 
don Gaspar, sir, that you are come to wait on him ? 

Don Chr. No, faith, madam, I must not lose the mo- 
ment fortune offers me — (takes her hand and kneels) — 
fairest, sweetest, most perverse of women, hear me. 

Amin. Most impudent of men, I won't — {endeavors to 
getfree) 

Don Chr. I love you to distraction. 

Amin. I see it ; you are out of your senses now. 

Don Chr. You have been deluded. 

Amin. Sir, I insist . 

Don Chr. Nay, now I have an audience, I'll persist, 
I'll not part with you. 

Amin. (breaks from him and exit) Then you must 
run quick. 

Don Chr. Faith, so I will. [exit, after her 

enter geronimo and don alonzo. 

Ger. This way, senor, if you please — I'll inform my 
master. Who shal II say 

Don Alon. A stranger would see him. [exit Geronimo} 
Yes, I did wrong in leaving Salamanca so abruptly. 
Though nearer the scene of my misery, I feel more at 
ease now I have returned. Something is due to the pa- 
rent of this wretched woman. A confession of the share 
I have had in her ruin is the least atonement I can ren- 
der. The' share I have had in her ruin ! no — the whole 
weight of guilt is mine. It was I who first lured her from 
rectitude — it was I who taught her to deceive, and prac- 
tised her in iutrigue. — But tor me she still might have been 
virtuous. Yes, I am the criminal— nor will I meanly fly 



Act V] SALAMANCA 83 

the retributive veiigeaace of an injured and unhappy fa- 
ther. 

enter don gaspar. 

Do7i Gas. A stranger, does he call himself! I believe I 
know him pretty well. — So, sir — hey ! sir, I ask pardon, I 
thought it had been don Christoval D'Olvredo. 

Bon Alon. How, sir ! don Christoval D'Olvredo ? 

Don Gas. What, sir, do you kiiowjiim. ? 

Don Alon. Know him ! would to heaven I did not ! but 
let me ask you, sir, ave you satisfied of his guilt! yet, why 
do 1 ask ? have I not had full conviction — have I not seen, 
heard, detected him ? " 

Don Gas. Detected him ! why, what — pray sir, may I 
request to know who you are ? 

Don Alon. A wretch, sir. 

Don Gas. H^y ! 

Don Alon. Pardon me, sir, I forget myself, I forget^ow, 
Selfishly absorbed, I am led away by my own feelings, 
when 1 should, remember that the object which brought 
me here was a regard to youis. 

Don Gas. Sir, I am obliged to you, and I assure you, 
you will greatly forward your object by easing my curi- 
osity. Pray be seated, though, (they sit) 

Don Alon. You may remember, sir, that about a year 
since, your daughter was saved from inuninent danger by, 
a young man who, at the risk of his life, ventured to her 
rescue ? 

Don Gas. Well, sir. 

Don Alon. From that circumstance, an intimacy gre^r 
between your daughter and her preserver, which casual 
meetings gradually strengthened and ripened into love. 
His fortune was humble, and your declared intention of 
uniting your daughter to another, made him hopeless of 
your sanction. The conscious indiscretion of clandestine 
intercourse insensibly wore ofl^ie traitorously urged — > 
ghe lost a portion of repugnance at every interview, till, 
at last, in an unhappy hour, he stole her vows, deprived 
you of a daughter, and himself of peace for ever. 

Do7i Gas. [rising] Ha ! tis true then, and the villain — 

/)«/' Alon. ^ri^mg) Stands, before y cm. 



31 STUDENTS OF [Jameson 

Don Gas. And you, sir, are Alonzo de Nunez ? 

Don Alan. What, sir, do you already know 

Don Gas. Too much, sir, too much to find myself thus 
villanously robbed. What you have stolen, you shall re- 
store. I still have tiie power of a father, and will use it. 

Don Alon. Alas ! sir, how widely you mistake me. I 
com<^ not as a suppliant— I sue no favor from you — I urge 
no claim, not even to your pity. Your reproaches I de- 
serve, tliey cannot be keener than those I feel within. 
Yes, sir, I have wronged you, and if the agony that now 
wrings my heart can atone that wrong, you should be , 
amply satisfied. 

Don Gas. Satisfied ! what, when I am robbed of my 
daughter ? but I'll not be robbed. No, sir, my daugh- 
ter is now in my power, and so she shall remain. 

Don /Hon. Thank heaven, then, she will yet have a 
protector. Do not imagine, sir, I come to claim her. I 
yield up every right, absolve her of every tie. 

Don Gas. Ay, ay, sir, I'll take care of that. 

Don Alon. If, sir, to part me from your daughter be 
your desire, it is already gratified, for I here take heaven 
solemnly to witness that I never more 

Don Gas. Softly, sir, softly. You say you are alrea- 
dy married — something more than words must part you. 

Don Alon. Bind me with the strongest chains that law 
can forge ; impend o'er me the direst fulminations of re- 
ligion — do what you will with me, sir. and yet your stron- 
gest security will be found within this bosom. 

Don Gas. (aside J I had better bind him to this while 
he is in my power — I'll send for a notary directly. — Since 
you offer this atonement, sir, I shall take it, and have 
your renunciation legally drawn. Be so good as to step 
into this room awhile, and I'll be with you shortly. 

Don Alon. I submit, sir, to your pleasure. [exit 

Don Gas. Yes, the matter may be arranged yet. Now 
he has consented to a divorce, I can easily get their vows 
annulled. The path will tlien be clear, and I may be able 
to go on with my design. 

e7iter aminta. 
Amin. A plague on the man I he has 



ActV] SALAMA^XA 85 

Don Gas. Amiiita — here, Aminta ! 

Amin. Sir ! 

Don Gas. Here, here — I have groat news to tell you. 

Jmin. News, sh" ! I know it. Cupid is dead, and Hy- 
men sick of a surfeit. 

Don Gas. I believe it, for I've Just had it confirmed. 
Don Chfistoval says true. Don Alonzo is really married 
to Angelica. 

Amin. Ha ! 

Don Gas. He has confessed it, and is now in the 
house. 

Amin. Don Alonzo ! 

Don Gas. Ay ; in half an hour I'll tell you more. I 
have a weighty matter on hand. He has agreed to a di- 
vorce, and I'm now going to send for a notary, to draw up 
a separation. [exit 

Amin. They are really maixied ! then all ray jealousies 
fall to the ground; and don Christoval is no traitor! — 
ha! 

enter don christoval. 

Don Chr. Have I caught you again ! faith, madam, I 
thought I should never have found my ivay out of your 
>vinding galleries. 

Amin. This intrusive familiarity, sir — 

Don Chr. For heaven's sake, my dear madam, post- 
pone all quarrels till we can set about them naturally. 

Amin. This is no time for jesting, sir ; in a short time the 
happiness of your friend, don Alonzo, will be destroyed, 
unless you save him. 

Don Chr. How, madam ! 

Amin. You know the suspicions that attach to you. 
Levity may have misled you ; your ignorance of his mar- 
riage may excuse yon ; but whether you have apology or 
not, I call on you as a man of honor, and aus you value 
ihe happiness of at fellow creature, to declare whether 
Angelica is guilty or not. 

Don Chr. Not guilty, upon my honor. To doubt her 
is to defame her. But where is Alonzo ? let me fly and 
declare—*- 

1^ 



«6 STUDENTS OF [Jamesou 

enter geronimo. 

Ger. I thought my master was here, ma*am. The 
notary's below. 

Jmm. The notary ! ha ! a thought strikes me — there's 
no time to deliberate. Quick, sir, quick ; follow me. 

[exit 

Don Chr. All the world ovev. [exit 

Ger. Tis don Christoval 1 I can't make it out. He 
here, and Pertilla not to be heard of. Tiie clouds are 
thick, we shall certainly have a storm. 

enter don gaspar. 

Don Gas. Is the notary come ? 

Ger. Yes, your worship. 

Do7i Gas. Send him hither. [exit Geronimo 

Per. (wUhout) He is here — I know he is here. 

Ger. Pertilla's voice, by st. Peter. 

enter pertilla. 

Per. Where is he ? where is he ? • 

Ger. Hey ! 

enter don gaspar and don- alonzo. 

Per. {runs to don Alonzo) Heaven be praised ! I have 
found him at last ! 

Don Jlon. Pertilla ! 

Don Gas. Zounds, that jade here ! 

Per. I have had trouble enough to track you here, 
heaven knows ; and never will I part with you again, till 
all is explained. 

Don Alon. Explained ! 

Don Gas. What does she mean ? 

Per. But perhaps it is already done, and you are 
come to claim her who so well deserves you. 

Don Alon. Pertilla, the period for deception is now 
past. Your efforts to save one who is already lost, are 
weak and vain. 

Per. Ohj sir, and do you still persist in your madness ?! 
c?ijj you really believe her guilty',- she who has givenf 



Act V] i^ALAIVIANCA 87 

such undoubted proofs of her purity and love ? are you 
determined to break her heart ? 

Don Alon. Cease, cease, unless you would break 
mine. 

Per. I could as soon melt marble with a look. Bar- 
barous, savage monster ! 

Don Alon. Don Caspar, I attend your pleasure. 
; Don Gas. Is the notary come ? 
ji Ger. Yes, your woiship. 

Don Gas. Send him hither, [exit Geronimo'] And 
pray, madam,, how dare yoii have the impudence to venr 
ture here again ? 

Per. 1 dare do any thing, sir, to save ray mistress. 
Heaven knows, I would this moment lay down my life 
with pleasure, could I but avert the agony that must at- 
tend hers. 

enter don christoval, disguised as a notary. 

Don Alon. Tis pity such principles should be so mis- 
diiected. 

Don Gas. Oh, sir, your servant. 

Don Chr. I attend you, sir, at your desire. 

Don Gas. True, sir, I sent for you to draw up articles 
of separation between man and wife. 

'Per. How ! 

Don Chr. Sir, I believe I shall execute your wishes 
satisfactorily. I am constantly employed on cases of that 
kind. My business lies chiefly in that branch. 

Don Ga^. You will find pen, ink, and paper, sir, at 
(that table ; so if you'll sit down, I'll dictate the terms 
1 would have you throw into form. 

Do7i Chr. Terms, sir ! would you have the chain of 
matrimony entirely filed off, or will you have a link or 
two left to tie them up with ? 

Don Gas. Sir, I would have as complete a separation, 
as law can make, or the church can ratify. 

Don Chr. Enough, sir, I shan't trouble you to dic- 
tate. We have a set form that will do. It shall be done, 
iv. The names of t!ie parties, if you please? {sitS' 
down and writes) 



08 STUDENTS OF [Jameson 

Don Gas. Don Alonzo de Nunez, donna Angelica de 
Souza. 

Per. What do I hear ! is it possible, sir, you will rush 
headlong to destruction ? can you be so mad — so base ? 

Don Gas. Hussy, how dare you — 

Per. 1 must, I will speak, sir. If it were the last 
word I should utter, I affirm before heaven, that my 
mistress is innocent, and don A lonzo wrongs her. 

Do7i Alon. Would to hoaven I did ! 

D(m Gas. It's false, it's false, get out of the house, 
you jade. 

enter aminta. 

Don Alon. Ha, she here ! 

Per. Oh I donna Aminta, for mercy's sake intercede 
for my poor mistress. You know — you must know her 
to be innocent. 

Don Alon. Madam, if you know aught respecting her, 
I entreat you to disclose it. 

Amin. I know too much, sir. 

Don Gas Ay, ay. 

Don Mon. Then you know her to be false ! 

Amin. Pray, sir, dont ask me. 

Don Alon. No, no, no, it is not to be doubted. 

Per. Oil, injured innocence, between madness and 
rancor, thou must be lost ! 

DonChr. Now, sir, if you please, the deed is ready 
for signature. You will be so good as to sign, sir, to 
prove you release don Alonzo li om conjugal obligations. 

Don Gas. Ay, ay, I'll sign ; but let don Alo^i^« sign 
first. 

Per. {runs and tries to snatch the deed) Never, never ! 

Don Gas. [holds her) How now, hussy ! 

Per. Don Alonzo, don Alonzo, hear me before it is 
too late. 

Don Gas. Sign, sir, sign. 

Dan Alon. Readily, sir, tis a species of manumission. 

Per. I shall go distracted ! oh, donna Aminta, eaa 
you see this unmoved ? 

Do7i Alon. [writes) Tis done, sir. 

Per. Wretched, wretched man I 



Act VJ SALAMANCA ^9 

Don Gas. Now, give me the pen. (writes) There ! 
Don Chr. It will be necessary, sir, if you please, that 
the lady should hear it read. 
DonGas. ¥X\\ 

Don Chr. An essentia! form, sir, to prove there is no 
compulsion. 

Don Gas. There can be no harm noiv. And to find 
him resolved to part, may have a good effect on her. I'll 
bring her. [eoLit 

j^min. Now, then, my triumph is complete. 

Per. Yes, if you triumph in ruin. 

Amin. Oh, blind, perverse man, what have you done ? 

Don Alon. How ! 

Amin. Look calmly back, review the character of her 
you have lost, think of the sacrifice she made to pure af- 
lection, when she united her destiny with yours ; renoun- 
cing wealth, rank, and worldly estimation — naji ^ven 
the regard of a parent, for one who can thus lightly cast 
her oif, and condemn her. 

Per. Ah, sir ! 

Don 4lon. Ha ! what am I to understand by tliis ? 

Amin. That constancy in women is more perfect than 
ID men. That he who mistrusts lightly, never trusted 
really. That— 

Don Alon. But can I — 

Amin. Nay, sh', I have not half gone through my de- 
ductions. The sum total, however, is — that you have 
shown more guilt by your doubts of Angelica, than ever- 
slie committed in realizing them. 

Don Alon: Is it possible ? 

Per. Possible ! if it were not, I would down on my 
knees, and pray for a miracle. 

Don Chr. I can't hold my tongue any longer — 

Don Alon. Ha ! Christoval ! 

Do?i Chr. Yes, the scape-goat of you all. Here I 
-am, suffering the law for my crimes. 

Per. I see it all— I see it all! I could hug him for 
this! 

Don Alon. For heaven's sake explain this. 1 am like 
}'» mariner, who, encircled with logs, hears the reverbe' 
rating echo of some uuliacwa shore. • 
H 2 



enter rfo?iGASPAR and angelica. 



dO STUDENTS OF [Jamesob 

Amin. Tvrill be your own lauit, if you dontget safe 
into harbor. 

Don Chr. I'll light a beacon to guide you. Gross- 
purposes alone have made either donna Angelica or my- 
self appear guilty. All her wanderings were in search 
of you, and my rogue of a servant, through officious ig- i 
rforance, brought her to my lodgings under pretext they I 
were yours. i 

Amin. He declares truth. 

Don Chr. Yes, yes, I am serious, I assure you, though 
I am lighter by a heart than usual. 

Per. You hear, sir, you hear. 

Do7i Man. Could I be but assured of this. 

Amin. Oii ! rebel to love's power ! thou worst of 
heretics ! when faith is so easy and alluring. 

1 

Don Alan. Yes — yes — it must be so; cojivictioo 
rushes on my soul. 

Ang. Alonzo ! 

Don Alon. Thou dear, injured creature — how can I 
atone the wrong 1 have done thee ? 

Don Gas. Hey ! 

Ang. This— this repays it ten-fold, {they embrace) 

Don Gas. Why, how now ! zounds! what's this ? 

Per. This, sir, is an essential form to prove there is^ j 
no compulsion. i 

Don Chr. A sort of sealing and delivery, sir. Ij 

Don Gas. I'm abused — I'm cheated ! 

Don Alon. No, sir, tis I who am cheated ; but into a 
bliss I little dreamt of. I thought her false, as such 1 re- 
jected her. I find her true — as such I claim and will pre- 
serve her. 

Don Gas. Tis false — she's not innocent. I can prove 
it. Here, Geronimo ! Geronimo ! 

Amin. (aside) What can he mean? 

Don Gas. Tis well I had him secured — I quite forgdt 
him till this moment. Geronimo, I say ! 

enter gerokimo. 
Qer^ Yes, yoflr worship. ', 



Act V] SALAMANCA 91 

Do7i Gas. Wiicrc is the Mlow who I ordered last night 
to be secured ? 

Ger. Mercy on mo I the poor gentleraan is locked up 
in the cellar ; not a soul tliought ol" him. 

Do7i Gas. Bring him hither, directly. 

Ger. Yes, your worship. [exit 

Don Gas. Now, sir, we shall soon see what you will 
have to say. 

Aug. Am I to Huderstand, sir, you charge me with any 
impropriety ? 

Per. Doiit lear, ma'am, we can disprove as fast as he 
can prove. 

Do7i Gas. Are you there still, madam ! am I to be 
dared in my own house ! — 

enter geronimo and dn7i daphnis. 

Oh ! here he is. 

Per. (aside J My own knight-errant as I live ! 

Amin. (aside) Ha ! ha I what a faded nosegay ! 

Don Gas. I am sorry to find, sir, you have met with 
^orso treatment than 1 designed. 

Don Daph. Tis well I am alive to hear your worship 
,say so. I have met with barbarous treatment, that's the 
-truth ; and I am sure your worship may safely trust me 
at large again, for I am so cramped in my limbs, and 
,sunk in my spirits, I have neither heart nor power to hurt 
man, woman, or child. 

Don Alon. What am I to learn from this, sir ? 

Don Gas. {to don Dapfmis) Before you have your lib- 
erty, sir, I must know more of you. You confessed last 
night a design on my daughter. 

Amin. Oh ! lord ! 

Don Daph. Indeed, your worship, I never saw youF 

daughter, yonder, but once ; which was last candlemas 

.ieve, at sto Anthony's. I am an innocent man, truly, of 

any ill design ; and, if your worship pleases, I will en- 

2;age never to speak to her, or any woman again. 

Per. Sir, your servant, I thank you for your gallant 
j-y. — [to don Gaspar) You see, sir, what your mountain- 
oijs laboi- b9.s produced ; nothing but this mouse. 



92 .STUDENTS O^ [Jameson 

Don Daph^ Nay, madam, I am sure I have suffered 
enough in your service. I have learnt something;, how- 
ever, at college, and studied natural philosophy sufficient- 
ly, to know the nature of women. As soon as I can bear 
jolting, I'll setoff over the mountains, and never say a 
civil tiling to a woman again. [exit 

Don Gas. I'm deceived by every one. But no, I'll 
not be imposed on. You have resigned my daughter, 
sir, and I'll take care to keep her. Come hither, mad- 
am. 

Ang. Sir, my vows are past, and cannot be cancelled. 

Amln. Perhaps I can arbitrate between you. Let me 
see tne deed ; 1 think it but just that every one should 
abide by what they have formally set their hands to. 

Don Alon. How, madam ! 

Don Gas. Ay, ay, let that determine it. 

Amin. You agree then, sir, to abide by the terms of 
this deed, 

Don Gas. Every item. What it specifies I am fully, 
stedfastly determined to see executed, and I take every 
one here to witness it. 

Amin. I'll read it \hQ\\.-^( reads) — " This indenture, 
of two parts, made between don Gaspar de Souza, on the 
one part, and don Alonzo de Nunez, son-in-law to the 
said don Gaspar, on the other, witnesseth" — 

Don Gas. Ay, ay, now mark — 

Amin. " That the said don Gaspar" — 

Don Gas. Ay ! 

Amin. " Agrees fully and freely to give his daughter 
Angelica to the said don Alonzo" — 

Don Gas. Ha ! what, what ! 

Amin. " With a portion often thousand pistoles." 

Don Gas. It's a lie ; 1 have agreed to no such tiling. 

Amin. Sir, here's your signature. 

Don Gas. I'm surrounded with villany ; abused by 
every one. Give me the deed, you jade, give rae the 
deed ! 

Amin. Excuse rae, sir, this is its owner. — [gives it to 
don Alonso) 

f)on Alo^|^ No, roadam, I disdaju even to secure hap« 



Act V] SALAMANCA 95 

pincss by such means. Take back, sir, your defrauded 
gift ; I claim but ray own, the hand of my An2;»'ii<.a. 

Don Gas. I'm disaimed at once. — {joins their hands) 

Am'm. A little redection will soon show him how vain 
it is to resist. Indeed, I believe — 

Don Chr. Upon my soul, I can't hold my tongue any 
longei-. 

Jni'm. Come, come, sir, I must stop you before you 
transgress farther. You saw I wanted to speak, and you 
have the rudeness to interrupt me. 

Don Chr. IVo. madam, it wa«; politeness and proper 
deference, for I intemleti to ht you have the last word. 

Don Alon. Nay, I think it is I who should speak. 
Ciuistoval, will you give me your hand ? I believe I have 
your heart. 

Don Chr. Ay, you were so anxious to get it, a little 
while ago, yon were for lipping open ray breast. But 
if you had, you wouldn't have found it ; would he, mad- 
am ? {to Aminta) 

Amin. How should I know, sir '? 

Don Chr. Here's a breach of trust ! I gave her ray 
iK-art the other day, and now she disclaims all knowledge 
ol" it. 

Am'm. You must prove yoin- title fii-st. But, talking 
of justice, ?Tjy dear Angelica, how can I clear myself with 
you ? Tm sure I owe you a great deal. 

Ang. As I am somewhat indebted to that gentleman, 
pay him what you owe me. 

Don Chr. {takes Aminta's hand) — Madam, I arrest 
you for the debt. 

Don Alon. She'll give you personal security. And 
you my faithful reitilla — 

Per. Dont iii'«pose of me, sir, I beg of you* Single I 
am, and single let mc be ; subject to the caprice of no 
man, and led by no whims but my own. No. sir, all I 
ask is to Ipt me serve ipy lady, and dan.-le my young mas- 
tei-s and mistresses ; ami, as I am tolerably versed in love 
affaii-s, 1 think, som*^ aozeu years hence. I may rise to 
the dignity of a cu.. una. 

Don Alon. Well, my Angelica, ray doubts oi yorf 



94 STUDE'VtS OF SALAMANCA [Jameson 

liav<^ only te.'ided to strengthen my conviction of your 
excellence. Tha .cloud*; have rolled away; the sun break? 
forth, and brightens ail around us — 

Fair sets thp wind, the tide of fortune serves, 
And with the 'vantage of the (lowing stream, 
We'll shape onr course to joy.^ — Grant that there may 
Arise no cloud to shade the dawning day. 



THE ENi}» OF niE. STUDENTS OF SALAMANCA. 






EPILOGUE. 

WRITTEN BY A FRIEND. 
SPOKEN BY PERTILLA. 

Our Salamanca students, stuff d >Tith knowledge, 
HaA^e kept their terms at Salamanca college ; 
But, what the dickens will the lellows do, 
If, after all, they dont keep tcrins with you ? 
Vain doubt ! you smile — our batchelors prevail — 
Words may deceive, but hearts and hands can't fail. 
Spain, get tliee gone ! I hate your rufis and sattids — 
I'm off tor London in a pair of pattens. 
Veils, ladders, loopholes, lattices, adieu, 
With solemn phiz — square cap and stocking blue 
I'll turn stage lecturer — pray, sirs, be dumb — 
My motto's — veluti in speculum. 
I'm dubb'd a doctor, learned, letter'd wizard — 
Pertilla— LL D. and X. Y. Izzard. 
First, we'll suppose those lamps a court of law — 
*' My luds — a hem ! I humbly move — a ha ! 
This plaguy cough impedes my peroration, 
I move that hissing plays be transportation. r 

Tis time, my luds, discordant mouths to rauflle — 
My luds, I hold a brief with Serjeant Snuffle ; 
To prop the dictum of my learned brotlier, 
I move that haiyls be made to clap each other." 
** Well, brothers, take your rule, in common prudence 
You'll serve it on the Salamanca students ; 
And if the town rebel, your course is this — 
The hands that clap must stop the mouths that hiss." 
But why to Westminster lor samples roam ? 
?^y motto overhead cries — " look at home." 
1 will — behold yon bucks array'd iu furs, 
Long skills, short boots, brass tbreheads, and brass spurs. 
Two stars abhor one sphere — war — war's, the cry — 
'• Sir, I'll sit here," — "I'll make you stand."—*' You 
lie." 



96 EPILOGUE. 

" "Tvvas you — not I — I wish you'd mind your vowels" — 
" You've prick'd my leg — I wish you'd mind your ron'- 

els.'' 
Ye students, who on Salamanca's plain 
Taught France a lesson, France will long retain, 
Our Salamanca dons, here strive to night, 
To emulate in love, your skill in fight. 
Give them good fellowship, and let them found 
Theii- five act college upon british g/ound ; 
So shall they con tlieir tasks with merry faces. 
And graduate nightly jn the town's good grare«.- 



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